Now the last time I wrote about Mr/Mrs Opossum I was able to quickly get a photo of it because we had cornered it on the front porch.  And I was at a safe distance. There were other people there to protect me....   Well last night was a different story...

Last night,  like every night, I called to let Sadie in from her last potty break before bedtime.  Usually she likes to run around two times in a circle and then run in the door and off we go to bed.   But last night she was looking at something and was trying to play with it.  I saw two eyes reflect in the light so I grabbed my camera and ran outside.  

Yes it was the opossum!  And Sadie was way to close to it!!!

I am not sure if the opossum was likely to attack or play dead so I start screaming...    "Sadie get away!" 

Eeewwww.. Look at those teeth... 

OK so imagine me in the dark, in my pajamas, screaming and shrieking and trying to get Sadie away from this furry, nocturnal animal with lots of teeth. All the while snapping the shutter on the camera!  I was like one of those adventure photographers that keep taking pictures while the bear is attacking them.   stupid!

SADIE! Move!  Get away from the BEAST!!!!!!

At this point I am worried that this opossum is going to turn around and bite Sadie....  But,  I am still screaming and still snapping pictures!

The opossum is hissing.... hissing... hissing...   It is not a pleasant sound.... 

Sadie Stop!!!  That thing is going to bite you!! Aaaaaaahhhhh 

At this time the neighbors are calling 911: 

"911, What's your emergency?"

"uh.. I am hearing screams and yelling from my neighbor's back yard...  they sound like they are being attacked"

" And a flash of light keeps going off every time there is a scream"

Noooooo Sadie!!!!! Nooooooo!!!!!  

As Sadie gets closer to this creature, I start to realise that maybe it won't bite Sadie and then I realise that in my crazy horror of screaming and taking pictures..... that I have gotten closer to the opossum... Like inches away!!

And then I start thinking.  As scared as I am, I bet that opossum is much more scared than me...   it is small, and it has this dog trying to roll it over, and this human is screaming at the top of her lungs while there is this crazy flash of light going off in it's face!    I mean who wouldn't be scared stiff?

Maybe this poor thing is hissing...  "Eeewwwww get this dog away from me.... it is going to bite me... HELP!!!!!!!  "

And Sadie is pretty smart she is pushing the opossum from the back away from it's mouth...  She just wants to play... 

Then when my heart slowed down and I started to look at it, it really isn't such a bad little guy... I mean look at him/her. Looks soft.... it's eyes are gentle..... and look how shiny it's coat is...  That is because it eats only the best cat food around....  I know this for a fact.... 

So I grabbed Sadie and told the opossum that I was sorry for giving it a heart attack.  

"Please go back to what you were doing before we came outside and messed up your world...    Maybe we will see you again tomorrow night...  "

I am sure it is thinking....  "Man that was terrible I am going to someone else's house to eat cat food from now on!!!!"