The great possum rescue of 2008
I am having the worst luck lately. Yesterday, my Internet service was down again. And my Mother's Day.... Well, this is what I planned to post yesterday.
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Ah, Mother's Day. A time to celebrate mothers and take time to reflect on ... wait ... reflecting? Something reflecting in the pool. No, there's actually something in the pool. Let's take a closer look....
It's a baby possum, clinging to the pool-vacuum hose floating on the surface!
My husband takes the pool net to scoop the rat lookalike into a bucket. Poor thing could have been there all night.
So my husband decides to put the possum in a cat carrier with a little food and water so it can dry out and regain its strength before releasing it.
Then he begins a long afternoon of -- what? doing things to celebrate the mother of his child? -- no! Fixing the busted lawn sprinklers, of course.
Later that night, we let the possum/opossum/Pogo go into the wilds of our yard. It hung around at first, then took off like a shot into my wildflower garden. Since we went through all of this trouble to help the possum, I sincerely hope it doesn't just become roadkill.
As my husband would say, "It was a dark and possumous night."
I guess if I'm a quote-unquote mom blogger, then I'm going to have to step up the mom posts and stop blogging about wildlife so much!
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Ah, Mother's Day. A time to celebrate mothers and take time to reflect on ... wait ... reflecting? Something reflecting in the pool. No, there's actually something in the pool. Let's take a closer look....
It's a baby possum, clinging to the pool-vacuum hose floating on the surface!
My husband takes the pool net to scoop the rat lookalike into a bucket. Poor thing could have been there all night.
So my husband decides to put the possum in a cat carrier with a little food and water so it can dry out and regain its strength before releasing it.
Then he begins a long afternoon of -- what? doing things to celebrate the mother of his child? -- no! Fixing the busted lawn sprinklers, of course.
Later that night, we let the possum/opossum/Pogo go into the wilds of our yard. It hung around at first, then took off like a shot into my wildflower garden. Since we went through all of this trouble to help the possum, I sincerely hope it doesn't just become roadkill.
As my husband would say, "It was a dark and possumous night."
I guess if I'm a quote-unquote mom blogger, then I'm going to have to step up the mom posts and stop blogging about wildlife so much!
Labels: the dad crazies, wildlife
posted by Holly at 4:10 PM
5 Comments:
Cute story! And thanks for visiting my photo blog.
It sounds like something he would say!
Cute story, I'm glad he was hanging on to life poor little thing. Your Mother's Day sounds a lot like mine lol.
Aww...poor thing :( So glad you saved him/her. Hope you had a great mother's day anyway!
I was trying to (humanely) get rid of a family of possums in our backyard - they can be nasty dirty creatures and they chewed up our pool pump wiring.
Imagine how stupid I felt when I saw a little guy clinging, like you did, to the vacuum hose and fished him out.
Seemed sort of counterintuitive considering I hated them, but he was so cute at that moment.
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