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One evening when my son was about 3 - 4 years old we were at my parents' house. He had gone out into the garage for something, then in no time, came storming through the house in a terror, screaming and looking for his bat. When we asked him what was the matter he said in his shaky toddler voice "There's a rat faced pig out there!" Unsure what that was exactly, my dad went to the garage to see this strange critter that my son was so afraid of. There stood a opossum, hissing and showing it's teeth. My son doesn't remember this, but my dad sure did. He got a chuckle out of it every time he told that story.
One evening when my son was about 3 - 4 years old we were at my parents' house. He had gone out into the garage for something, then in no time, came storming through the house in a terror, screaming and looking for his bat. When we asked him what was the matter he said in his shaky toddler voice "There's a rat faced pig out there!" Unsure what that was exactly, my dad went to the garage to see this strange critter that my son was so afraid of. There stood a opossum, hissing and showing it's teeth. My son doesn't remember this, but my dad sure did. He got a chuckle out of it every time he told that story.