It is becoming clearer and clearer that the opossum in our garage is not just passing through but taking up residence.
Though we haven't seen him for several nights now, in the morning there is continuing evidence of his presence. For such a small animal, he can manage to knock amazingly large things off the shelves and onto the floor of the garage.
He also regularly knocks over the electric eye (along with the little waste paper basket next to it) which keeps the automatic garage door opener from closing whenever something is blocking it. This means that I pull the car out and hit the button to close the garage door, but nothing happens. I then have to get out of the car in the cold and correct the situation. It seems to defeat the purpose of having a garage door opener in the first place...
But perhaps the most telling indication of the opossum's apparent ongoing residence is that Linda has named him. Edsel. I'm not sure why; you'll have to ask her.
I'm also not sure that is particularly wise, though it probably is an accurate reflection of the situation. In the short term, at least, it doesn't look like Edsel is going anywhere. I don't see us doing much about that, and I strongly suspect it's too much to hope that Edsel will leave all on his own come the warm weather of spring, and that he won't wreak to much mayhem, damage, or destruction until then.
Edsel is a fantastic name! You need to trap that sucker and release him some where else.
Posted by: Jan | December 17, 2008 at 02:44 PM
Rob, I know you love animals but that is disgusting!:[ You can either trap it or call the animal control officer to get that oppossum out of your garage. When we first moved here we encountered three cute little raccoons out in the yard (we should've realized the danger being that it was the middle of the afternoon-they were probably rabid)but those things were like gremlins! They were vicious! My husband ended up shooting them because they were so dangerous!
Posted by: Jen | December 18, 2008 at 11:45 AM