Around here, seeing oppossums is not an uncommon thing. We have a ton of them, in all varieties of color and size. From jet black to snow white. Another not uncommon thing is for one of us (father or I) to go grab us one and hold him up for Mrs. Karee to see. But the other night a little oppossum came up to the porch, and I thought it would be fun to catch the little fella'. So I sneaked out there, but he saw me. He ran into the corner and trapped himself! All that was left was to grab his tail from behind. But he was wagging his tail, so it took a few tries to get a hold on the tail. Once I got it, I thought he would not be able to climb up and grab me (all the other bigger opposums could not). I waited while my dad took the picture, but my oppossum grabbed his tail and pulled himself up, causing me to drop him. He hit the ground with a thud but was unharmed. Thats a night around here!
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