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Such barking, such endless yapping from a dog that usually holds his peace unless he is unduly troubled can only mean one thing. It is our turn to be honored by a visit from Oscar the 'possum. Oscar is what you'd call a shadowy figure. He never does come out where you can see him in broad daylight, like birds and squirrels and other creatures do. I don't know if it's because he doesn't like the looks of us or he thinks we wouldn't like the looks of him. Or maybe he's just too shy to come right up and introduce himself.

Easter at Grandma's house is always something special. So far, the weather looks beautiful. But Grandma knows the weather better than anyone. And when she feels a storm way down in her bones, we all wonder how soon it will come and spoil everything. Even the birds encourage you on with their happy tunes. Their bright springtime melodies call you out to laugh and sing and play in the sunshine - to enjoy life as you never knew was possible. It's hard to imagine that anything would want to ruin a day like this, even if it could.