Someone needs to be the Fighting Possums. Caught one last night that had been coming in our garage and eating the cat food and bathing in the water bowl. Kind of a neat freak, that possum. Anyway, I put a cage out for him, came out this morning and voila, one caged possum. I've had many a round with those varmints the past few years and they are some ugly, long-toothed, evil bastages.
Played Billy the Exterminator at 6:00 this morning and let the little fella' loose about 5 miles from my house.