We have had this possum living in and around our yard for awhile now.
I had always thought that possums were both very shy and nocturnal, but this one taught me differently.
I really liked to watch him walking around the yard in the middle of the day, sniffing things.
Well, as of yesterday there is a dead possum in the middle of the road right in front of our house. Road kill, of course.
I'm surprised at how sad I feel to think that it is probably "our" possum.
It's surprising how much you can come to like someone or something you do not really know. All I knew of this possum is how much I like watching it walk around. And yet, I am so sad that I cannot do so anymore.
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