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Dear Rob,
Gracious Me!!!! How absolutely adorable.....you almost want to lean over and give that poor little thing a big Smmmooouuucchhhhh........! How sweet! Question: How on earth did you all manage to get that little wild critter out of there without a bite?? Possumns are naughty...usually.....one bit the ear off of our neighbors small dog one year --seriously, it was not good either. Well....off this evening....have a very blessed week....thank you for sharing your little garden critters of the forrest!
Bless you, Rahab
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Posted by: Rahab Klingensmith | December 11, 2008 at 10:44 PM
So you are now feeding possums like you used to feed the racoons in Florida huh?
You seem to attract things that creep around or slither in the night.
Posted by: Dan Davenport | December 15, 2008 at 10:07 AM