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Friday, May 25, 2012
Last night when I was taking Trigger and Dooley outside one last time before bed I discovered a dead juvenile opossum in our back yard. It's death was confirmed because it was stiff and smelly. I wonder how it got there? Could Trigger and/or Dooley be killers? Say it ain't so; not my children! But, someone had clearly gnawed on its neck. I wish we lived next door to my parents so I could call my dad and have him remove the opossum from our backyard, but since my father was 75 miles away and it was late (and smelly) I had to remove the dead opossum all by my grown self.
Rest in peace opossum and in your next life please don't come to our back yard. It's a kill zone.