John Carlsen 🇺🇸🇳🇱🇪🇺Late last night as I drove my car up the driveway and pressed the remote to open the garage door, a possum scurried in. It must have been scared by the headlights and noise of my old car.
It hid behind one of the cabinets supporting my late father's old workbench, until I used the end of an umbrella to prod its backside. Then it went behind the washer and dryer, where we played similar games.
At one point, I managed to prod its behind to get it to come out between the washer and dryer.
It appeared to be an adolescent, looking at me as I tried to explain that it couldn't stay. It was very gentle, as was my last prod, which sent it running under my car and hopefully back out into our wild suburbia.
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