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April 27, 2004

Playing Possum

When Marian and Shannon were here, we drove around a lot. On Friday, we headed out to a club, all dressed up. As we were driving out of my apartment complex, we saw something on the side of the street. A group of girls was heading towards us and pointing at the side of the street. It was a opossum, which had gotten hit by a car and was lying at the side of the road. There was an large amount of blood and it was a pretty grisly scene.

We had to maneuver around it and the girls on the street just stared at it pointing. We were thinking that the girls were debating on moving the carcass out of the way. There was nothing we could do so we left. After the club, we decided to stop by the apartment to get out cameras before heading out to Hollywood for some late night sightseeing.

As we came across where the possum was, we saw that it was moved to the other side of the street. The girls or the apartment security must have dragged or kicked the body to the other side, since there was a messy trail of blood across the street.

We got our stuff, then headed out again. As we were coming across the carcass once again, I thought I saw movement. I stopped the car so the possum was in my lights. Then we all started screaming, 'It's still alive!!!' The poor possum was trying to move, and the only thing it could do was open and close its mouth. It was like it was screaming and there was no sound coming out. We had no idea what to do. And we had figured that the possum had moved itself across the street, trying to find some shelter. We couldn't do anything for it, so we just left.

But I vowed that if we came back, and it was still alive, I would run over it and put it out of its misery. Of course, I wouldn't have had the guts to do that, but that's what I wanted to do. Fortunately, the possum was dead by the time we got back. No movement, no silent screaming, nothing. And the apartment security was kind enough to give the possum's final resting place some orange cones so no one ran over him.

So rest in peace, little possum. We only had moments together, but I'll make the sign of the cross in my head each time I pass.

And yes, Fatima, I think it's the very same possum you saw when you were here. I'm sorry for your loss.

Posted by Yano at April 27, 2004 05:23 PM

Comments

rest in peace lil' possy for a small moment you were a big part of our lives.

Posted by: Shannon on April 27, 2004 06:00 PM

it's ok....i have a fox friend in schaumburg. my first fox sighting!!! it was exciting.

Posted by: fata on April 28, 2004 07:05 AM

i don't think i ever told you about my dead horse experience... and no, it wasn't of the horse head kind accompanying me in my sleep.

on my usual route to work one day, i passed up a stable - what used to be a stable. i had seen horses there romp around and what not. that morning, i passed it, hoping to catch a glimpse of a horse and i did see one... but it was tied up... hooves and mouth. it was laying on its side in a large pool of blood. the blood didn't look fresh (as fresh blood would look). it looked like the horse had been there for a while. as soon as i got to work, i called the ASPCA and reported what i saw and the girl on the other end said that i was the 5th person to call about it. we gabbed for a bit and we both agreed how cruel it was to leave a horse like that! you could clearly see the rope around the hooves. it was very disturbing.

sometimes i find it strange that i have more sympathy towards animals than humans.

Posted by: eggwife on April 28, 2004 07:39 AM

oh, and i forgot to add... that when i went home from work, i passed that same abandoned stable and the horse was gone. to this day, i still hope they found the owners and canned the sucker.

Posted by: eggwife on April 28, 2004 07:40 AM

Oh, that's really horrible. I couldn't even finish reading it. :(

Posted by: Noelle on April 28, 2004 06:19 PM

Aww, I hate when animals suffer like that. I always break for the little critters.

Posted by: Sue on April 28, 2004 06:21 PM


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