This charming fella was out on the back porch about ten minutes ago, licking the last crumbs of Friskies Seafood Supreme out of the bottom the dish. About two seconds after I snapped this, an obnoxiously loud motorcyclist drove up my street and the noise sent the little possum scurrying for somewhere else.
Last time I posted one of these, my former insurance broker sent me an e-mail that said, "They look like giant rats." Two days later, I got an e-mail from the possum saying the same thing about insurance brokers.
Good night, Internet. I'm turning in early…for me, anyway.