wrote such a great comment
for the raccoon story
that I thought I would related this possum tale. And Becca
, I did in fact take this
One of the many places that I lived at in California had a sliding glass door that led out into a fenced patio with a cement floor. It was about the size of a pack of matches. I can't imagine why anyone would go to all of the trouble to make such a small patio in the first place, but there it was.
I had two feral cats that I got from my ex-girlfriend, and I thought it would be a great idea to keep the sliding glass door open just enough for them to come and go. I cut a board to keep the door from opening any further than about eight inches, and also put in a kind of hasp that blocked the door also. The fence around the patio was like six feet tall, so I didn't figure anybody could get in without some degree of effort.
This worked out fine for a while, the cats could come an go as they pleased. One night I was in bed reading, and I looked up and there was this baby possum awkwardly shuffling his way across the living room. He stopped and stood stock still for a moment, like he knew I was watching him.
I didn't move or a make a sound, and he began again to waddle towards the kitchen and proceeded to eat the dry cat food! I was kind of shocked, but I didn't stop him because he was cute and kind of dorky looking. Then he left.
This went went on for while, this possum coming in every other night or so to eat, and then leaving. The cats didn't seem to have any problem with him, they would just sort of watch him go by as he walked in. Eventually he started hanging out. He would sit in the corner, or walk around look at things. Eventually I was able to pet him! he was very friendly.
The cats used to like to sit on the fence that went around the tiny patio and watch the world go by. I would come home and they would be up on the top of the fence staring at me. Several times the possum would be up there too! I think he wanted to be a cat.
He kept getting bigger and bigger very quickly. He reached a point where it was hard for him to get in the door, he would have squeeze his way through. He got so big that I think that the cats were a little afraid of him, but I never saw him do any thing mean to them. It was funny when he was big and up on the fence! He looked like he was unsteady and kind of uncomfortable, and his girth hung over each end of the top of the fence. Possums are not built like cats, so I have no idea how he would get up there.
I never really gave him a name or anything. He was just this frequent visitor. Possums seem really funny looking, but when you see them up close they are even funnier looking than you thought! Their eyes and their nostril look like something from outer space. And those teeth! They kind of have some drooling issues as well.
I had to move when they decided to renovate the apartments so that they could jack up the rent, so after I moved I never saw my possum again.