Sunday, April 23, 2017

Yesterday morning  on Willow's and my walk, about 5:30, passing a yard in my peripheral I sensed movement.  I looked in that direction was something low and chubby waddling towards us.

As it got closer I saw it was a little undersized opossum.    It was probably a baby, just winged  and out to meet the world and try to survive.

It looked innocent and cuddly.  It reminded me of a little pig waddling along.

Then it saw us. It turned around and with more speed waddled away, not looking back.

That's right Little Possum, you are on your own.  Trust no one!


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