Crawfish boil! That possum may not be right, but he sure is living right!
Possums. Crawdads. Just a matter of time before the Moonshine and Kudzu show up in this thread.
Speaking of crawfish, which was one of Granny’s specialties, is Clarence aware that Granny also had a roast possum recipe? 
Maybe best not let him know.
Me and Son-of-a-wrek are considering a moonshine run of Kudzu whiskey.
It tastes bad but it “grows” on you and kills you dead!
Or hurts so bad you wish you were dead.
PS: we’ll call it 'Possum piss.
I’m beginning to fear for the safety and well-being of Bayliss. What the hell is going on over there???
@wolfpup , my friend you’d be surprised. It’s something everyday around here.
Bayliss is fine. He sat at my feet all day. He doesn’t dare bite the 'possum again. He stoically endures Clarence’s presence.
A missive from ‘Crazytown’…
Clarence speaks!!
Kinda hard to determine what he’s sayin’. Noise does come out of his nasty little pie-hole.
The Chihuahuas were giving him grief this morning and I heard an unfamiliar voice say something to the effect of “leave me the hell alone!”
It was squeaky, schreechy and horrible. Similar to the sound of a door creaking in a haunted house.
Shut them Chihuahuas right down, it did.
Add Clarence’s beee-autiful smile and it’s nightmare time.
I’m tellin’ y’all…“that 'possum ain’t right!!”
beck…living on the edge.
O MY FREEKING GOD! Ya’ll are KILLING ME!
l’m laughing SO HARD!
OK, Beck. You know the rules. Clarence seems to be becoming somewhat tame, so he should sit still for some pictures.
I’ve posted one pic of him. I’m gonna get new ones.
He is getting quite tame. He was about to take a Teddy graham from my hand when Son-of-a-wrek walked out.
Clarence doesn’t like him. At. All.
He’s always grabbing him by the tail or darting him with rabies vaccine
So…again I was out searching for Clarence this afternoon. The grandwrex were “helping”
The littlest grandwrex hollered “Nana, Nana he has changed colors” She was pointing down toward the pond.
I sez “What?!”
I look and see a completly mud encrusted Clarence. He was very red.
Now, folks I can’t imagine Clarence jumping in the pond. I can imagine he went for a drink to wet his hisser. And fell in. Possibly.
Don’t know.
He started drying out.
Man oh man I wanted to clean him. Give him a bubbly bath and spray smell good on him. He stinks folks. Kinda bad.
I was warned over and over. Not a good idea.
Jeez, peeps. I know he’s a wild animal. I’m not exactly a newbie around here.
So I sat staring at him til he dried to a muddy glob. You’d think an animal would roll around on the grass or rub up against a tree. Surely even 'possums would rather not be coated in dry redclay mud.
Yeah. Clarence is getting a bath. Somehow.
Any ideas other than a cage and a high-pressure hose?
From here:
Any mammal can get rabies, but it’s extremely rare for an opossum. It’s believed that their low body temperature may inhibit the virus and make it difficult for it to survive. While there are a few reports each year where opossums do carry rabies, cases in wildlife such as bats, raccoons, skunks and foxes are more prevalent.
Get Clarence drunk. Fermented fruit should work nicely.
~VOW
Pressure washer! Or put him in a kennel get the water hose and hose him down. Dawn is highly recommended.
i’d wait for a good rainstorm. I imagine a hosing would be quite traumatic for the beast, and smelling clean could harm his chances with the ladies.*
*remember Rasputin (another good possum name).
I’m pretty sure he’s a gutter drunk. He likes the can cage we have. He’s always hanging around it. A couple of drops from each can and he’s on his back, feet in the air. Sleeping it off.
Drunk 'possum is a funny sight.
Well, Dopers, one and all. Mark this day in your Diary. Tell your friends and Family:
Beckdawrek is a veritable genius. Yes, yes I am!
I put a pan of plain kitty litter on the deck. I put some of my bestest ever, homemade liver treats on a paper plate and sat it in the pan of cat litter.
Clarence was immediately interested.
He jumped in and munched his treats. I stood a little ways back and gently sprinkled seven dust on his back. He started rolling in the litter. Created a dust cloud. Then he went to sleep in the pan.
I swear I surprise myself somedays.
Now to get a collar and tag on him.
I think that would guarantee that you and Clarence would never be friends again!
ETA: I see that I was ninja’d by your post and your ingenuity. You found a way to clean the little guy in a way that probably endeared him to you more than ever!
P.S.- If anyone needs a collar and tag, it’s Bayliss. Poor doggie looks like a nekkid street urchin without these basic essentials of correct canine attire.
Sevin dust can be toxic to small animals. Fingers crossed he’ll be okay.
He’s fine.
He ate moth balls and lived.
Mr. W. Puts it all in his dog kennel and god knows they are healthiest things around here.
YMMV, tho’
So don’t follow my recommendation. At all.