I was just out at the street, under the full moon, saying goodbye to my sister at her car and a possum waddled across the street. He was a good size and appeared to be well fed. I love possums. We used to have one when I was a kid. My mom caught it eating our cat food and she picked it up with a shovel. She put it in a cage and put a collar on it. We used to take it to horse shows on a leash. Now I realise that it wasn't probably too nice for the possum, but as a kid I was thrilled to have it around.