Juno, being the ever-protective fLabrador, rooted out an opossum in our back yard the other night.
After it scurried up on our backyard fence it just stood motionless, even though I was just a few feet away from it.
I pitched some pebbles at it to see if it'd move, still no go, so we let it be.
Funny. We had a "possum incident" last week too. In the middle of the afternoon (oppossum are supposed to be NOCTURNAL animals) we had one come up and was enjoying the spent bird seed shells at the base of the Circle of Life Cafe. FOR TWO HOURS! Then it finally figured out that there were sunflower seeds that WEREN'T eaten up on the feeder itself. At that point I stepped outside to scare it off. Nothing. It wouldn't move. Finally I started winging snowballs at it. Well, I'm no major leager that's for sure. I finally got some close enough (after nearly walking right up to the thing) that it sort of waddled off. VERY SLOWLY. Lynn and I keep wondering how these things have survived. No wonder you see them in two dimensional form so often on the road.
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