I had a similar experience only my possum wasn’t bold enough to die in my house. My sympathies… Eyew.
I had a baby possum which found its way to my doormat. It was clawing at the screen door, trying to get in to the cats and dog. (Bad idea for Mr. Baby Possum! It didn’t get in.) I didn’t recognize it as a possum because it was so young. Looked like a fluffy rat to me. My neighbor and I corralled it into a box and called the Wildlife Rescue people. They came and got the damn thing, and presumably nursed it back to health (why?) and re-released it somewhere. It was clearly sick or just filthy or something: it was covered in flies.
Hence, I guess I know now where the maggots come from.
I was riding down the road one day, some one hit a POSSUM! Oh I was riding down the roooooooooooooooooooooooooooooad, some one hit a POSSUM! anyone get it?
I can deal with the hyenas in the kitchen, but this fucking 10 meter annaconda in my shower is pissing me off.
And don’t even get me STARTED on these fucking Bengal tigers, always chewing on my couch and all that crap. Stupid oversize cats messing with my furniture.
Well if it wasn’t for the maggots… LOL (can we all say “ewwwwwwwwwww” now? LOL) I think getting that dead possum out of my house was a sort of rite of passage for me-no daddy or boyfriend to do it for me…I am an Independent Woman LOL
They have another purpose? I’d always assumed that the reason that we have 'possums is because the weather is too cold locally for armadillos (I think that it was Steven Wright who said of them: “They’re near-sighted, curious, and stupid – not a good combination near the freeway”).
You have seen the light gillygirl! Non domestic small furry animals are evil minions of the devil.
Your telling of the maggot riddled dead possum behind the couch story was masterful. After I finished saying “eeeeuuuuuaaaaggggccccckkkkhhhh”, I laughed.
