Did you hear what I heard?

Last night was a carbon copy of ALMOST EXACTLY TO THE DATE two years ago. My son came out of his room clad only in plaid boxer shorts and a mildy confused look on his face, leaned over the upstairs railing and asked, "Mom, did you hear that?"

Long story short, but in December 2006 my Christmas gift was the trained professionals from Rid-A-Critter ridding my attic of flying squirrels, which we THOUGHT were chipmunks because my son boldly went up there clad only in plaid boxer shorts and armed with a flashlight after hearing noises.


"No, I didn't hear anything" I reported. But moments after I hit the mute button on the TV remote I heard the most hideous sound coming from my back yard...which sent my mind into "what the hell is that?" mode with the following logical options:

1) Possums being brutally tortured
2) Possums in heat
3) Possums doing the wild thing...

CLICK HERE TO LISTEN TO THE AUDIO COMEDY 'HOT HEDGEHOGS IN LOVE' where I advised: "The next time you hear noises in YOUR garden late at night, do what these voyeurs did. Grab a flashlight and go investigate!" NO DON'T GO INTO THE GARDEN...

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