Reflections on the Possum

The thing about the possum in our last two posts is that Mom really feels bad about kicking it out of the garage. All it was doing was finding shelter from the cold, something Mother Nature tells it to do.
Mom suspected it was somewhere in the garage because Zolies' food bowls were scattered all over and her water was dirty. And there were big smelly poops on the floor. Zolie always uses her litter box. Scooby discovered it hiding behind some boards and mom poked it with a broom to get it to go.
It turned around and looked at her then moved a couple steps further away and went under a cupboard.
Some people say possums are ugly, but they have a certain charm to them. They have rather sweet, innocent faces. Large round eyes and ears, pointy snout with whiskers at the very end. This one was probably 15 pounds and his fur was thick, gray with black splotches. Just don't look at the rat tail & you're ok.
Mom actually went back outside an hour later and squatted down near where he was and apologized to him! No lie! Mom loves animals of all kinds, in fact Dad calls her Ellie May.
She said she was sorry for poking him but he just can't be living in our garage. The food is for Zolie and he/she needs to live life in the wild, not huddled in fright in a garage.

You can read the post below about how dad got him/her out using a hockey stick. The possum was never hurt, just prodded in the right direction with the stick blade.
Oh, and as a parting gift, it crapped on the floor just as it was leaving.

Poor thing, getting pushed out into the snow. But, Nature has, no doubt, directed him to a more appropriate winter lodging place. Maybe huddled with the rest of his colony in the wooded area behind the neighbors house.