I came home after working at Arby's and hanging out with the Best Friend. When I got home I went to get some yogurt from the fridge. It was dark in the house because it was late and my parents were in bed. So I didn't turn any lights on, I just used the fridge light. I turned around after getting my yogurt from the fridge and opening it. When I turned around to head towards the trash can there was a small furry creature standing starring at me. It was a possum.
I starred at him for a few seconds to make sure I wasn't seeing things. Then I said, "You realize I can see you right?" (Yes. I did talk to the possum.) It just stood there starring at me with its beady little eyes darting back and forth.
I then preceeded to go and wake up my dad so that he could get the possum.. So he got out of bed and got it.
A few hours later....
There is a knock on my bedroom door. My dad had found another possum under their bed. Possum #2.
A couple days later....
I was doing the dishes, and went to get a dish towel from the drawer. (I always throw a towel over my shoulder when I do dishes or cook. I think I get that from my daddy.) So I open up the drawer, and pull out a dish towel. And under that dish towel was ANOTHER possum. Possum #3. It hissed at me, and showed its teeth. After I yelped like a little girl and slammed the drawer closed, I laughed for a good 5 minutes.
My dad found 4 more possums outside the house that week before he caught the Mama possum. Grand total of 8 possums.
I ran across a picture of one of the possums today, thats why I chose to tell you this story.
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