The Barbecue Bandit

There’s always that one neighbor who stops by unannounced

Lisa Dexter
1 min readFeb 17, 2022
Caught in the act- image by author

Once in a while, our doorbell camera catches an opossum scurrying across the porch overnight. Even shrouded in near-darkness, our suburban friend seems like a cute, scrappy thing, and there’s no damage beyond the occasional opossum poop or some dug-up mulch, so we’ve never been particularly concerned. I thought we had an agreement of sorts to avoid each other, but I apparently missed the barbecue clause.

Last December, my husband made fajitas for my birthday because he’s fantastic. He’d been barbecuing chicken and left the spatula hanging off the side of the grill. At some point, we noticed our little friend chowing down. We were shocked initially, mainly since our guest usually sticks to 3 am appearances, but my daughter finally snapped out of her shock to record the incident. We felt terrible for the little guy looking for dinner on the end of a greasy spatula, but eventually, it was time to go.

If you’d like a chuckle, check out the link below to see our taste tester in action.

Our Opossum Buddy

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Lisa Dexter
Lisa Dexter

Written by Lisa Dexter

I am a freelance writer from the Chicago area. I have one awesome child, one sweet husband, one clingy cat, and one website: www.thinkingwhiletyping.com.