A few days ago late in the evening just after dark, a young inquisitive possum ventured near where I live. I quietly gathered my gnarled, twisty vine cane, found my electric torch and sought him out to corner him. This I did and poked him gently as he hissed and snarled and ran under large brush nearby. I looked for him further but lost him in the night. I had no evil intent just a teaching moment.
For both he and I that lifes little moments of interaction should instruct us in how to live---for me, and for him how to stay alive by avoiding humans.
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