We rehomed a possum Friday that got in my trash can. It had been coming around for a while now and having it pinned up in the can, well, looked like a great opportunity for me to do it then. Put him up in some woods by a pond thats maybe 1/4 of a mile away. It was back last night eatting my cat's food. Well, its him or his brother. Next rehoming is far, far, away.....way up in the sky's of heaven. After hearing of your possum trying to make a meal of your chicks.....no way, not playing around being nice anymore.
Oh, sleeping necked....are 'yall crazy? Round hear I sleep with my clothes on...socks and all- with shoes and purse by my bed. So I get up running out the door to find a deal at a yard sale or our local open air market.