I just noticed where you are located, and had to stop for a minute, because I was laughing so hard I was crying. Here's why...
I had a boyfriend from Eighty Four. Nottingham Township, technically - up Munn Road ways. Heck, you might even know them... So, I used to spend a lot of time in that area. When Mike was little, his grandpa used to trap for extra income - and because Mike wanted to be just like his grandpa, his grandpa gave him an old box trap. Little Mikey, just 4 years old, set up the trap on the lawn - and the neighbourhood cats all took turns being trapped in the box. Including their own. Sometimes, he'd get a possum. Every morning, he'd run out to see what his trap had caught - and would always let the night's catch out with excitement. One day, his grandpa was visiting. It was early morning, and Mike wanted to show his grandpa how good he was at trapping 'wild animals' - so he took him over to where the box trap was on the front lawn, and opened it up to let out the 'wild kitty'. Nothing came out - but they did hear some scrabbling inside. Mike grabbed the end of the box and shook it - and nothing came out, again, but something was definitely snuffling inside. Now, grandpa took up the trap, and gave it a good shake - and IT came falling out. A SKUNK. A VERY angry one, that chased the two of them around on the lawn for a good few minutes, snuffling, before running off and hiding under a pile of branches. The picture of the old man and the little boy, running away from an angry skunk, tripping and falling all over themselves on the lawn, always makes me laugh... So, when you talked about the cats & the possum in the trap, it caught me totally unawares...
Thanks for bringing back a cheerful memory
