I ran over a possum with my car on the way home yesterday. Oh, I hate killing things, the look in there eye right before they get smooshed. I have nightmares. Well, there he was right in the middle of the road eating something as I turned the corner and kaaplow he was dead a second later. He hardly had time to see me coming, but should have heard me. I hate possums, but never wish that death on any of them.
Photo copyrighted by www.purplepug.com . I just borrowed it. This isn’t the actual possum, I hit. I hope this one is live and well. It seems to be choosing a better hang out than the road from the picture.