So we thought our dog had lost his mind last night. He was attacking the side of the garbage can. We looked inside and
didnt see anything. Well this morning he went outside and started attacking the garbage can again. Hair on the back of his neck was up and everything. Looked around the porch to see if there was something
under there, nothing. My boyfriend looked in the garbage can again and saw this
possum. He said he was dead, i said no, he's playing
possum! I had this happen before where i thought a
possum fell in the garbage can and died. That last time I even after i poked him with a stick it
didnt move but when I picked up the can and tossed him he took off running. Only then did the thought of the saying, "Playing
Possum" popped into my head. So I told my boyfriend it wasn't dead, he banged on the can and finally agreed with me cause it started moving. I told him I was on my way home and wanted it for my pic of the day. Well, I got home a few minutes later and the sad thing is that he really did die! We took the can and threw it and he just kinda flopped on snow. Then i poked him with the shovel and nothing. Picked him up with the shovel and nothing, tossed him again and nothing. He's still outback as of this morning.... The other odd thing, he told a co-worker of his last night about it and she wants us to bag it up so she can EAT it! He told me she
doesnt have much money and she hunts all her food. I don't know but I really felt like giving her a couple pounds of hamburg that we have in the freezer instead. But then i think i might be insulting her cause maybe she just really likes
possum!? who knows....