The Possum Visit.

This is quite the story and it still freaks me out!

My friend called the other and I was having trouble hearing, so I went outside for minute. After a while I decided to go back in, but thought I should check on my bunnies one last time that night. So, I headed to the garage and opened the door. As soon as I stepped inside I had a possum staring me in face. I screamed. And very loudly at that. I stepped out side, took a deep breath and took another look. Yes, my eyes were not deceiving me there really was a possum in my garage and he really was looking at me from about twelve inches away. I totally freaked. All you heard for the next thirty seconds was "Daddy! Daddy!" Finally Gramps (dad) came to the breakfast nook window looking like "What is going on?" I told him that there was some animal in the garage and it looked like a possum. He said "Okay." and headed outside. As he came out I explained what I saw, and where, as he looked around. Once he saw it he was like "Yeah, that's a possum. He's a wild animal and you should stay back away from it." So I backed away into the back yard. By this time Robert, my friend who had called, was laughing at me. I was freaked and making a joke of it helped me not feel so "scared". Dad opened the front and side doors of the garage. He then took a stick with a jacket on the end and coaxed/pushed the possum out the door. Once he was out I closed the front door, while dad closed the side door. I was still pretty freaked out, but again laughing at it made it slightly better. That night I had nightmares about a possum being in the house and not being able to get it out of the house. Totally freaky. In fact I had dreams about it last night too. I guess it was due to the vivid freshness of a scary experience. Later that night I prayed for the possum that he would find a safe place, away from the city, to stay. The prayer was a little odd I guess but it helped me feel more at ease about things. Anyway, I can still see that calm possum looking at me, with no fear, and then curling up for a nap on top of my rabbit cages. I think that Samantha, Pegasus, and Rascal were scared too. And somehow I know exactly how they feel. In fact I'm still nervous about going to the garage, in the dark.