Regarding my dog's pants, they are a rectangular piece of material that is flannel on the outside and vinyl on the inside. They fasten closed with velcro. Not all that pant-like at all.
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I'm a city mouse. I've always lived in cities, though mostly small cities. Zoos don't usually have opossums, so I had never seen an opossum in the flesh, except...ahem...in the road.
So, I was very surprised when hubby mentioned seeing an opossum walking around the parking lot at his work recently.
Speaking of the dog (nice segue), since all he wants to do when he is inside is sleep, we've started giving him his dinner outside on the deck. Two nights ago, the leftovers were mistakenly left outside. In the morning I saw that the leftovers were no longer there. Our backyard is essentially a fortress, thanks to the 6 foot wood privacy fence and rocks that are along the perimeter of the fence. We constructed this when this dog and the other beagle that we had at the time were much more spry and escape artists. They never escaped.
So, we figured the missing leftovers must have gone to a squirrel, though that seemed like a lot of food for a squirrel to eat.
Last night I looked out to see if the dog had eaten yet, and imagine my surprise when I looked across the deck and saw an opossum staring back at me! I got hubby, who came just in time to see the opossum before he scurried under the grill.
A half hour of hubby cautiously trying to remove the grill cover and coax the opossum off the deck ensued. Eventually the opossum disappeared, and we brought in the dog's leftovers.
We enjoy the rabbits in the yard, as well as the squirrels. I haven't completely made up my mind about how I feel about the resident opossum. Although, so far, all he has done is eat leftovers. :-)
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I live right in the middle of the city of Atlanta and I often see an opossum or two in the street in front of my house when I get home late from the studio. Of course I also have neighbors down the street with pet chickens and roosters in their backyard and hear "cock-a-doodle-dooing" at all hours of the day and night so I'm probably not a good example of true in-town city life. I think the roosters are confused as to what time it is because it's never completely dark being in the city.
And then there's the city "wildlife" I see of the human variety but that's an entirely different story.
Just make sure you don't have an inviting "nesting" spot. I'm sure you don't want an entire opossum village out there. ;)
(And no, I don't know what opossums find "inviting," but I'd bet google could tell you.)
We live in a very woodsy area and have all manner of woodland critters around, but I rarely see opossums or beavers unless they're road kill. Yuck!
We don't have rabbits in our yard. Because if we did, the dog would kill them. Rabbits are her very favorite thing to hunt. She likes squirrels too, but the way she reacts to rabbits shows that squirrels are a very, very distant second.
I used to see a guy in the park who would carry a possum on his shoulder while he walked his dog, which was a tiny orange Pom. He said the possum had been hit by a car and he found it in the street and made a pet of it, but other than that one, I've never seen one around here.
OK, I'm actually more confused about the pants now than I was before. Seriously, we may need a photo.
I don't know if you remember this or not, but we once had a opossum have babies underneath our deck at our old house. The mother died and we had to trap the babies. Took us a week with a safe trap and a lot of peanut butter, but they were the cutest things ever. Took them to a wildlife preserve, think we caught 6 all together. Kept them in a pet carrier and fed them till we caught all of them. So...you never know. You may get a litter under your grill. :)
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