I'm having a possum infestation. It's so seriously dreadful.
Earlier this year (new years eve) I had a horse get a deadly illness from possum feces after picking up hay they had been on eating eggs. (Possums poop where they eat - nasty creatures). The illness is EPM and he was paralyzed by it. Thanks to drugs, a specialist, and a lot of rehab he's permanently damaged (he has stroke-like symptoms that only his mom here could see from knowing how he was before) but ok. He can run, play, and is very happy. And I'm VERY glad he's alive!!
But now I have yet another reason to hate possums.
So we caught one earlier this year and dispatched it. A young one. I had seen an older big headed one eating some sweet feed but couldn't get back to it in time to do anything.
One night this week we went out to the barn very late to put one rooster up on a roost. (He's a little s l o w if you get my drift so we're training him to roost high.)
My boyfriend calls my attention to him and puts up two fingers. I thought it was a bit odd for him to give me a rude British hand signal. But he pointed down and did it again. (I was on the phone, hung up.)
He said 'TWO possums!"
No, there were THREE of them - AND a skunk in our barn!
I was livid. So we spent the next hour or so taking care of what is apparently an infestation.
Three of them! It was BigHead and two others about the teenaged size of the one we caught earlier this year.
And today, in the road in front of the house, another possum. Dead! (Just the way I like them these days after watching my horse suffer.)
I had to kavetch! I am an animal lover, so dispatching these creatures just kills me. I came back to the house and drank a strong beer in about 1 second which I usually don't do. Why is it that I have to do this for the other animals? And I can't just relocate them (to become someone else's dead horse, I mean problem.) I mean - three of them at once?
/sigh
ANyone else gone through this? It's war here!
Earlier this year (new years eve) I had a horse get a deadly illness from possum feces after picking up hay they had been on eating eggs. (Possums poop where they eat - nasty creatures). The illness is EPM and he was paralyzed by it. Thanks to drugs, a specialist, and a lot of rehab he's permanently damaged (he has stroke-like symptoms that only his mom here could see from knowing how he was before) but ok. He can run, play, and is very happy. And I'm VERY glad he's alive!!
But now I have yet another reason to hate possums.
So we caught one earlier this year and dispatched it. A young one. I had seen an older big headed one eating some sweet feed but couldn't get back to it in time to do anything.
One night this week we went out to the barn very late to put one rooster up on a roost. (He's a little s l o w if you get my drift so we're training him to roost high.)
My boyfriend calls my attention to him and puts up two fingers. I thought it was a bit odd for him to give me a rude British hand signal. But he pointed down and did it again. (I was on the phone, hung up.)
He said 'TWO possums!"
No, there were THREE of them - AND a skunk in our barn!
I was livid. So we spent the next hour or so taking care of what is apparently an infestation.
Three of them! It was BigHead and two others about the teenaged size of the one we caught earlier this year.
And today, in the road in front of the house, another possum. Dead! (Just the way I like them these days after watching my horse suffer.)
I had to kavetch! I am an animal lover, so dispatching these creatures just kills me. I came back to the house and drank a strong beer in about 1 second which I usually don't do. Why is it that I have to do this for the other animals? And I can't just relocate them (to become someone else's dead horse, I mean problem.) I mean - three of them at once?
/sigh
ANyone else gone through this? It's war here!
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