Who says there is no excitement anymore!

[L. D. Jeffries]

I lived in Porto Rico many years ago where there isn't much wild life except mongoose's (sp), but they do have lots and lots of little liZards. They live mainly by eating the many, many moths, flys, ants etc. Some are almost transparent, so much so you can see the outline of the moth in their stomach as they climb up the screens at night. When scared they will "play" dead; as one that lived behind the medicine cab. door would do every time you opened the door, much to LOML's dismay! I thought they were cute..she didn't!

[L. D. Jeffries]

Another "wild" life post: Again in P.R.; ants so small that they are no larger than the mark of a pencil on the wall. Most houses down there are concrete construction, so when (being newbe's) we would see what looked, from a few feet away like a crack in the wall we would worry that the house was coming apart! Until you got up close and saw that the "crack" was moving! Ants, teeny, tiny ants..millions of them on their way from somewhere to who knew where?

[L. D. Jeffries]

Last one! Ah, what could be better than lounging under a nice palm tree enjoying the balmy weather; especially in Jan.? You would not believe the "wild" life that lives in coconut palms! That is until a palm roach (about 2" long) drops in your lap; or a palm crab does the same thing, only they are MUCH bigger! Lesson learned pretty early in P.R.

[L. D. Jeffries]

I lied..this IS the last one: Living in P.R. along the coast, skin/scuba diving is a way of life! Not to mention ALL the dangerous stuff in the ocean, but learned pretty quick to: "be carefull what you touch!" Diving one day and see a little (about the siZe of a wooden match head) red "whatever" in the water; reached out with forefinger and thumb. Bad-bad move...underwater FIRE!! Still don't know what it was. Lesson learned..rapidly!

[billwmeyer]

Possums

My daughter had problems with possums getting into her house one year. I caught a couple of them and dumped them in the country, because they will come back if you just let them loose. One time when I was out of town, she had another possum visitor. She tried everything to chase it out of the house and finally killed it with a golf club.

Actually I doubt if she killed it, because possums are very hard to kill. They act dead (play possum) and then take off when the danger is passed.

When I was a kid, I lived across from Jackson's Sanitary Grocery. George Jackson was quite an Icon in our town. He was actually the son of a slave, and was brought to town and kept in a cage with several others blacks brought up from the south to help break a mining strike. The cage was supposed to be for there protection. (Yeah, right)!

Any way, he loved to eat possum. He could often be seen in the back of his sanitary grocery skinning a possum. The odd thing was that he would not eat chicken. He said that anything that walked on two feet was not fit to eat! He has been dead a lot of years, but the corner where he had his store is still called Jackson's corner.
Bill

[Mrs. Wallnut]

Lmao!!!!!!!!!!

All I could think about while reading this thread was that scene in the movie, Black Sheep with Chris Farley and David Spade...the one where they are trying to get a Bat out of a cabin they are staying in...if you have seen this movie then you will understand, if you haven't seen it, it is very good...