Just what you always wanted to read – a first person account of a possum caper. Possums terrify me. So when one walked up on my front porch to peer in the front door where I was standing and made eye contact, it scared the wee willie out of me and raised Meg’s, my Bichon, barking up past the hysterical level.
So I called Animal Welfare, which I might add are very professional, and they brought a no kill cage out, opened a can of cat food and set the door. First I caught a cat – I think -a Houdini cat. The cage door was shut and the cat food messed with a little and a tiny bit of cat hair caught on the outside. of the cage, but no cat.. So, my neighbor suggested peanut butter and that did the trick, a possum can’t resist peanut butter, probably would have liked jelly too but that semed a little much. There he was in the cage, unhurt, waiting to be picked up and taken to Noble to be released. (watch out for possums crossing when you drive through Noble- there could be a large extended family there) I just hope he isn’t like one of those lost animals who spend three months on the road and finally find their way back home. LIKE I SAID, WE DID NOT BOND.
My soft hearted neighbors gave the possum a puppy treat while he was waiting to be picked up . They felt bad we had left the jelly off. ‘These are the same softhearted neighbors that made a sign and put it in my front yard. When you view these pictures of the sign and possum, you can mail me the $5 or if you look at the possum twice, it will be $7.50.