It is crazy the things the dogs drag into the house sometimes. Suddenly, Penny comes trotting into the house carrying a juvenile oppossum! No sign of momma, no explanation. She just has a baby possum in her mouth! OMG! What the heck??
He was bleeding a little bit from Penny’s bite. I imagine she thought it was a danger, at first, and attacked. But then realized it was docile (as possums always are) and just picked him and brought her prize to us.
Even weirder, when this picture is taken and we view it later, there is some sort of creepy man in the background of the photo. There was NO ONE in the kitchen! But in this photo… there is. What the #$%&??
We put the little critter in a doggy crate, and the next day Ivy and I took him (or her) to the SPCA in Houston. It turns out they have an entire program for rehabilitating opossums and releasing them into a safe area. So, hopefully, he will have a great new life somewhere else.
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