My Mom thinks he was playing possum in the yard and I carried him up on the porch thinking he was dead. I'll never tell her the truth though!
My parents were trying to decide what to do and made us go back in the house. Mom was in her dress clothes from work so she had to change. So, while they were in the house they saw him from the kitchen window and he went to the back of the porch to hide... or so they thought!
Mom got on her jeans and Mom and Dad went out to figure out what to do about this possum. They started moving the stuff on the porch to get to him. We couldn't see them but we could hear them and it was very funny! They were talking about running away when they found him because they were afraid his mommy would be there, too... but she wasn't!... and NEITHER WAS HE!
So, they looked and looked but couldn't find him... so they let us back into the yard again. We used our little hound noses... nose to the ground... and FOUND him! He was still in the yard. I found him and scooped him up in my mouth and said "here he is, Dad" and Dad yelled "put him down!!" So I did. He laid down and played possum again... and Dad picked him up with a shovel and put him out over the fence.
Our parents left to go to dinner... when they got back we went out in the yard again... and there he was! So, that possum didn't even play possum this time. He just let Dad scoop him up in the shovel and put him over the fence again. We took him back to the back of the yard this time where the woods are thick. Hopefully he won't come back again. Mom says sometimes possums have diseases... so we don't need to play with him. He sure was cute though!
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This isn't him... but this is what he looked like. Mom didn't get to take a picture of him.