Day 14: The Gift Of Life
CHIP: Buster, I have some really great news! It turns out, you’re a perfect match for a young child in desperate need of an organ transplant.
BUSTER: That’s swell! I’ve always wanted to save a life! What do they need? A kidney? Part of my liver? One of my double chins?
CHIP: Just your heart.
BUSTER: My heart? Gee, I don’t know Chip. I’m not quite sure I can spare a part like that…
BIG SCRAT: Damn, possums sure are selfish sometimes, huh boss?
CHIP: Please put that thing in the cooler next to my beer before it goes bad…
Evil Squirrel's Nest 
some people really have no hearts… like Buster…
Buster would probably say that I am the one without a heart…
Awww Buster……have a heart, man……….oh – wait – you don’t do you??!!!
I guess I’ll have to bring back the wizard… er, gizzard to give him a new one.
Or Buster could just order one on Amazon……. 🙂
Talk about heartless.
And now gutless as well…
Oh blimey, Now, that is a nasty way to go. When it happens in films (usually done by a vampire or martial artist) the victim always has such a look of pure surprise on their face. Poor Buster 😦
Poor Buster indeed. He probably didn’t even get a chance to see it in Big Scrat’s hand before he passed out…
Yikes, that seems a cruel way to go! It seems no one values the lives of possums anymore. Buster should move into my attic where the critters are safe. Despite being able to hear them scuffling around, my husband doesn’t seem to believe they’re up there because 1) he sees no evidence of them and, 2) there is no way for them to get up there. And yet something is definitely up there. Sometimes the thumping is so loud it wouldn’t surprise me if it was a possum or raccoon!
I would say “poor buster” but that might be a waste of sympathy!!
Save the sympathy for the poor child who has to live with a possum heart…