Yesterday morning I walked out my front door and down the porch steps and discovered that there was a critter in the trap set by the company hired to remove whatever had busted into my attic. Here are some pictures of the alleged culprit. It's possible that this hapless opossum was just doing it's nocturnal food search and ended up in the trap, while the real attic dweller is still on the loose. I'm hoping that's not the case, but the trap has been reset until we know for sure. I'm counting on the professionals here to determine when the attic has been truly vacated and it's safe to block up the hole the varmint created in order to gain access to the attic. It may look kind of cute in these pictures, but when it hissed at my son it lost major cuteness points.
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What did you name him?
Scott named him Pete. He likes the alliteration of "Pete the Possum". I didn't name "it", because it might be female and I would feel even more guilty if I had forged a personal bond with "it". It's bad enough to feel guilty for betraying a dumb opossum that was only doing what its opossum brain told it to. I actually told it I was sorry! But not sorry enough to spring the trap or let it take up residence in my home.
This opposum has been acquitted! It was trapped and removed on Wednesday, and on Friday night I definitely heard a commotion in the attic again. The wildlife remodeling project in my attic has not ended yet. Stay tuned...
Aww! I love possums. Where'd you deposit him at?
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