Possum Thinks He's A Cat
One of the neat things about living on the edge of the woods is the occasional visitors we get coming up on the porch to sample the cat food. This little fellow has been around a few times. I wonder if he (I'm assuming it's a he) used to come with his momma in previous years and knows he can get an easy meal at our place when the weather gets cold.
The opossum doesn't come out until well after dark, well after the cats have eaten their fill. And he is very neat, unlike the racoons that tend to leave a mess. I can always tell when the racoons have been to the cat bowl because they tend to leave bits of food in the water.
Tonight the opossum didn't even flinch when I opened the wooden door. He just turned around and looked at me behind the storm door glass looking at him. Even when I popped the latch on the storm door all he did was stop eating the food and get a drink from the water bowl. Then he went back to eating. I took the picture above through the door with no flash, relying on the porch light.
This smaller picture was taken with the flash as Mr. Possum scooted off the porch back to the woods. He didn't mind me behind the door but he decided me reaching out the door to take his picture was not to be put up with. The picture is a little blurry as I was moving to try and get the shot before he made it off the porch.
K wants me to do something to scare him off but I don't want to traumatize the little guy. I do think the camera flash tonight may cause him to think twice before he comes back any time soon.
I think I'll call him George.
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