I've got a critter story. Boy have I got a critter story. I put an old folding chair in the possum house so as to spend a bit of comfortable time with our half-grown young possum. She is getting too wild to bring into the house for playtime now. I sat down and suddenly the material seat tore and I found myself folded in half with my legs in the air and no way to elbow myself out. Baby possum gleefully landed on my head and began to tear out my hair, wash my ears out with her tongue, and run up and down my extended legs. Had a fine time! True-love was taking a nap and darkness was falling. What a truly silly way to die I thought!
Have you ever tried to breathe while folded in half and squeezed.
After about an hour True-love came looking for me. Took us some time to tip me over and remove the chair - but we managed it.
Sorry no pictures. Every story tells a picture though as my old Mum would say! Joy