December 2nd 2012 12:41 pm
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I got into a tussle with a possum the other night.
Daddy let me out the back door to pee
and it was dark, so daddy couldn't see what was going on
but he heard a lot of scufflin'
and by the time he went back in
and turned on the lights for the back porch
I was standing there
over a very still possum.
He was a big'un too!! Cat-sized!
The peeps got me inside and checked me over
to make sure I didn't get hurt,
and I was just fine, although a little shaken up
cos you know when possums play dead?
They kinda release a stank
and it smelled like death + poop.
BOL! Daddy ended up with it all over his hands
cos he was the one checking me over.
After much scrubbing (both me and daddy)
we were back to smelling un-death+poop-like.
After a couple of hours, the peeps checked
and the possum had already moved on.
Thank goodness! They were not looking forward
to moving the body if it was truly deceased.
Holy cow Ella!!!!!! You are a quite the huntress. Sorry bout the death+poop-like stank!!!!!
Wow..........I think you're my hero.
That must be the reason I don't see them in my yard...just smashed ones at the side of the road,BOL!
Glad you are no longer a 'stinky-pup'!
Death & Poop and they washed it all off? Next thing you know they will be spritzin you with kiwi / strawberry smelling stank!
Death and poo? Yuck!