At 0315, we woke up and I heard some slight sounds from the front porch.
I turned on the porch light and there was my friendly possum. My partner
was also awake and he was able to see this talked-about possum. It had cleaned
out the cat food bowl. Even came back to lick it. My partner got some more
bread and tossed to it, which disappeared rapidly.
He proclaimed it to be a young possum--which is why it is so friendly. He also told
me a possum's life span is only about 2 years, which I thought to be quite sad. How
could one do all they wanted in only 2 mere years. I know possums are not the
smartest of critters, but he is smart enough to keep returning to our front porch.
I decided to name it Frankie the Friendly Possum--since I don't know if it is male or
female, and Frankie will work with either. So Frankie it is. Tomorrow we buy some
cheap cat food for Frankie.
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