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Mom, remember that possum I saw when I was talking to you from the back porch the other day? Well, today his inquiring ways got him into trouble. He got tangled up in the volleyball net that Robin had neatly leaned against the wall outside by the gas grill because it kept falling down. P. was the one to see it. We had been out at the pool when a storm came quickly on us. We were all standing on the back porch when P. pointed and said, "cat." We were all thinking "rat" but when we saw he was stuck, we had to do something. So, since I was already wet and in my bathing suit and saw this guy didn't have much fight left in him, I went out (yes, in the pouring rain) and cut him out. He quickly walked 1 ft. to under the grill (so he couldn't continue to get wet, presumably) and collapsed. You can see how swollen and red his left "arm" is, that's the one that had all the circulation cut off from the net.


He has since crawled about 10 feet (so pathetic to watch him, limp so slowly) under the portable fire pit outside our bedroom window. We gave him some scraps from the trash (he's so skinny) and he spent the afternoon cleaning himself like a cat, then making a nice bed for himself from the pine straw under the pit. He's breathing. We're hoping he makes his move toward home once it gets dark.