Wednesday, June 18, 2014

The Country

Can you see this? It's a possum. And it's in my backyard. My sanctuary. My happy place. A possum is like a cross between a rat and a cat, two of my least favorite things.
ROUSes.
Rodents of unusual size?
I dont think they exist.



8 comments:

Randi said...

Once upon a time when I lived in the valley there was a possum straight chilling in the middle of the driveway and I had to RUN past it to get into the house where I lived because I was terrified.

Once upon another time, Tippi had a possum cornered in our backyard on Janetwood and my dad beat it to death with a baseball bat. In his underwear in the middle of the night. Then left said bloody bat in the sunroom. NICE

Nancy said...

I take possum over NYC rat any day

Are you saying here you don't love LuLu?

Nancy said...

I take possum over NYC rat any day

Are you saying here you don't love LuLu?

Ang said...

gross

Ma said...

I looked up possums on google and there is a wealth of information. They are primarily nocturnal, so stay out of your back yard at night. The name originated from a Native American word, in Virginia by the by. Also the saying "playing possum" comes from the behavior of the Virginia possum, feigning death when threatened. Here they have a picture of a possum lying on its side with a dog standing over it.
Anyway that`s all.
Love, Ma

Hung said...

You are not going to want to hear this gross story at all, so skip to the next comment if you want to read a funny possum story instead.

Mom, about 45 mins south of you, unknowingly had a female possum set up shop underneath her water heater in the garage. The possum had babies there.

The possum family also had fleas, which got into the whole house before anyone knew, and they had to nuke the whole place.

Hung said...

OK here's the funny story. Just after college, Omar had a bunch of people over to his house for a BBQ. Or maybe it was around his wedding time. Somehow the topic of possums came up with Omar, Marcus, and me. Marcus and I are of the correct opinion that possums are gross vermin. Omar believes that possums are magic and tells a story about some kind of near fatal ailment he had as a kid that was cured by his father using essence of possum oil or something.

Of course Marcus and I could not let that rest and heckled him profusely for his voodoo stories.

But Omar remained insistent (stubborn). He says that for that very reason, some Mexican families actually keep possums for the express purpose of using in a magical elixir. We laughed our butts off at the expense of our backwards friend. He remained insistent, and finally walks us over to the side of the house and shows us, there tucked in behind some bushes, is a small cage with a POSSUM in it. Perhaps a magic one.

This did not do anything to assuage our skepticism.

But then, years later, I came across this:

Journal of Venomous Animals and Toxins - ANTI-LETHAL FACTOR FROM OPOSSUM SERUM IS A POTENT ANTIDOTE FOR ANIMAL, PLANT AND BACTERIAL TOXINS

http://www.scielo.br/scielo.php?pid=s0104-79301999000100005&script=sci_arttext

Bascially, if you get bit by something poisonous, you should immediately drink possum blood. Wearing its desiccated body around your neck like an amulet probably wouldn't hurt, either.

And that's how a magic possum likely saved Omar's life.

Randi said...

Fantastic.