My San Diego family has been having some nocturnal visitors. These visitors show their presence by leaving holes dug under the fence. It was a possibility that the culprits were skunks - mostly due to "eau de Polecat" wafting in the morning air on occasion.
So they hired a guy to come and live-trap them - whatever they were - and relocate them to someplace else. Cat food is the bait of choice - an irresistible delicacy to most critters who are enticed into said traps.
To their surprise - the midnight diggers were possums. This is #5 - who was released in the same spot as numbers 1 thru 4 - several miles away by the banks of the San Diego River.
We figure that if they find their way back to the house - jonesing for more cat food - it probably won't be before 2015.
We expect...and hope...that they're having some happy family reunions right about now.
Possums have "smiles" that look rather vicious. However - the Possum Police insisted that they are really quite friendly and docile creatures.
To prove his point - he stuck his finger in the cage and proceeded to touch the possum's toothy grin. His finger remained unscathed - still attached to his hand.
Nobody wanted to challenge his theory. We're all aware that there's a first time for everything. We prefer our fingers intact - thank you very much.
But now we all have a new appreciation for that cute possum smile.
I think RS has captured the 'essence of possum' quite nicely.
I think he's been practicing...
A Year and a Word
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