tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post2464438522812984592..comments2024-03-05T20:02:45.776-05:00Comments on Southern Fried Children: Playing PossumKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06991384996924478820noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-27528973062916291632023-12-08T21:17:52.284-05:002023-12-08T21:17:52.284-05:00Oppossum dont catch rabies. Their temperatures are...Oppossum dont catch rabies. Their temperatures are too low to sustain virus.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-7900984394794803702012-05-09T22:25:34.207-04:002012-05-09T22:25:34.207-04:00Kelly, I love you.Kelly, I love you.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15958773649717300936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-59442738826160136452012-05-08T21:44:32.793-04:002012-05-08T21:44:32.793-04:00you people are killing me.you people are killing me.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06991384996924478820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-90596223369334498642012-05-08T21:44:01.822-04:002012-05-08T21:44:01.822-04:00I just fell over dead.I just fell over dead.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06991384996924478820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-34868027387113362932012-05-08T21:43:21.696-04:002012-05-08T21:43:21.696-04:00Thanks, Michelle!Thanks, Michelle!Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06991384996924478820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-29884481972181618652012-05-08T21:43:00.465-04:002012-05-08T21:43:00.465-04:00Oh my God, this is horrifying!Oh my God, this is horrifying!Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06991384996924478820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-29981543625438172752012-05-08T15:01:08.196-04:002012-05-08T15:01:08.196-04:00Possums are evil, evil things!
My mom has a freq...Possums are evil, evil things! <br /><br />My mom has a frequent possum visitor. She calls him snowflake and even made a bed for him in the corner of her porch. She has caught him eating the cat food with her cats, too. <br /><br />I love my mom, but sometimes I question her sanity when she does stuff like this. She also fed cheese and peanut butter crackers to wild racoons on the deck of a vacation cabin once. I have pictures and video to prove it even! lolJoBeDihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05815454606135322077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-16219924882588616042012-05-08T12:46:33.756-04:002012-05-08T12:46:33.756-04:00Was it a turkey leg? Were you gnawing on a whole t...Was it a turkey leg? Were you gnawing on a whole turkey leg and writing about roadkill?TangledLouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04771682524596744447noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-58670229869893173772012-05-08T09:06:58.939-04:002012-05-08T09:06:58.939-04:00Great, great story - and thank you also for the et...Great, great story - and thank you also for the etymology. I have never heard the term "country rat" and now want to know where it's used.<br /><br />I've never heard them called "oppossum" either. But I have friends who regularly stop for roadkill, to get bones for their comparative collection for zooarchaeology (identifying animal bones from archaeological sites). I don't think any of them ever bothered to check the possums' pouches, and I'm now mildly horrified by the thought that they boiled, sundried, buried, or fed the hidden babies to carnivorous beetles in their quest for possum bones. :-(Sandy D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/08650640470141210550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-22307741746163983182012-05-08T08:07:24.453-04:002012-05-08T08:07:24.453-04:00You totally crack me up!! I needed a laugh-out-lo...You totally crack me up!! I needed a laugh-out-loud moment this morning...thanks!Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17841586937872117424noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-68179596724500653032012-05-08T01:32:49.246-04:002012-05-08T01:32:49.246-04:00Ohhh Gosh, I just remembered, Devin was only four ...Ohhh Gosh, I just remembered, Devin was only four then and we asked him about the opossum that had moved into our house and he said, "I think it is beautiful!" Hon, do you think this could be a harrowing pet story somehow? LOL@NativeMikeAdamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08446931065863021549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-2375446474171263642012-05-08T00:00:23.004-04:002012-05-08T00:00:23.004-04:00Being a student of biology, I am neutral on the op...Being a student of biology, I am neutral on the opossum. They're ugly, yes, though perhaps in a cute sort of way. But maybe I've been desensitized to them from my Zoology professor. Heh.<br /><br />He told us the story of the tame opossum he had in college - a fat overweight creature he named Blossom. Blossom the Possum. Who waddled and was very chubby and made me think of cute things. (Granted I like rats, too, having had a few pet ones. So I may have been slightly biased.)<br /><br />Same professor also had us memorize scientific names of local wildlife and the opossum was on every quiz. So by the end of the class we had it permanently etched into our memories. Didelphus virginianus - double uterus of Virginia - Virginia opossum!<br /><br />Same professor also brought 2 live opossums into class one day. I actually remember being kind of disappointed and I had been home sick that day - when else would I have a chance to see 2 live opossums up close? Said professor was the kind who stopped at the sight of roadkill not to check to see if it was living ... but to collect it to use later to teach how to make museum taxidermies of animal specimens. Or collect tails. Yes. He was rather strange. xD We did indeed have a "how to stuff squirrels" lesson using his freezer full of roadkill.<br /><br />But opossums are still pretty freaky at times. I remember driving at night once and the headlights hit the eyes of an opossum - will never forget that eerie yellow stare.Livderahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09862043175995340917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-85397257278741934042012-05-07T22:16:50.479-04:002012-05-07T22:16:50.479-04:00See, I would have just started running down the st...See, I would have just started running down the street screaming. Then put the house up for sale. Possum cooties.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06991384996924478820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-31089153970511638892012-05-07T22:13:46.581-04:002012-05-07T22:13:46.581-04:00Consider yourself lucky! My aunt, after hearing th...Consider yourself lucky! My aunt, after hearing this story, suggested that the woman would have to shave the possum belly before doing the section. That just about putting me over the edge.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06991384996924478820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-32550016695752541672012-05-07T22:11:56.784-04:002012-05-07T22:11:56.784-04:00A possum will flat RUIN an outdoor living space!A possum will flat RUIN an outdoor living space!Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06991384996924478820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-41136416781267017132012-05-07T22:11:13.946-04:002012-05-07T22:11:13.946-04:00I was eating a piece of turkey while I was writing...I was eating a piece of turkey while I was writing this and had to stop. I can't write about roadkill and eat meat at the same time.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06991384996924478820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-16639677229255011382012-05-07T22:09:44.819-04:002012-05-07T22:09:44.819-04:00My God. I would have to move!My God. I would have to move!Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06991384996924478820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-32289128676332488922012-05-07T20:55:14.990-04:002012-05-07T20:55:14.990-04:00Kelly, your logic is impeccable as always. God hat...Kelly, your logic is impeccable as always. God hates possums and we should not mess with his plans.<br /><br />Ah, yes. The days of the fruit-stealing possum!(Thanks, Mike.) One day during that period, I drove up to the house with my two young boys and found the sucker on my front porch. I yelled at it...and it ran into the house through Niles' hole. So, there I was trying to encourage it out from under my sink with a broom. It hissed. It stayed. I called a guy. He came and got it out gently with a shovel. (That statement is not intended to be ironic.) I liked that one better than the rabid one with leprosy and blood caked over one of its eyes.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08644569152748119356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-18696296924372276332012-05-07T15:14:48.167-04:002012-05-07T15:14:48.167-04:00Bahaha! I've never seen a possum. But I woul...Bahaha! I've never seen a possum. But I would have died laughing alongside you after that c-section comment.Stephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00420841652300294215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-9927725229254803762012-05-07T14:39:55.889-04:002012-05-07T14:39:55.889-04:00possums are of satan. i hate them and they scare m...possums are of satan. i hate them and they scare me. <br /><br />i once was visiting richmond, va, partaking of an illegal substance (this was many years ago, so the statute of limitaions has run out, thank you). i was sitting on a balcony porch when i looked to my left and saw a possum, sitting on a tree branch, eye-level with me. it's a sight i've never forgotten, and needless to say, i did not go back out on that porch the remainder of my visit.Willhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03007632737285323604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-44195954576204127872012-05-07T14:21:27.995-04:002012-05-07T14:21:27.995-04:00No, no, no, no, no, nooooooo! Mike, your story is ...No, no, no, no, no, nooooooo! Mike, your story is truly awful and I will never sleep again.<br />Kelly - what gives with the possum baby rescue thing?! What?! There is no amount of anything in the world that would compel me to mess around with a possum carcass. Or a possum. I am loving your image of the cardigan & pearls lady with the ice tongs, though! My skin is crawling and I need to go bathe.TangledLouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04771682524596744447noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2722088384595765913.post-21068712894943412752012-05-07T13:53:47.655-04:002012-05-07T13:53:47.655-04:00OMG...I'm with you! I hate opossums! When Tara...OMG...I'm with you! I hate opossums! When Tara and I lived in Northern Cal., in the redwood forest, we had this friend Niles, who we asked to install a cat door. In a fit of frustration, he kicked the bottom panel on our back door and the panel flew out of the door.<br /><br />He called that a cat door (it just didn't close, but the cats could get in and out no prob).<br /><br />So, the weather is mild, we didn't worry too much, until the local opossum population discovered our fruit basket on our kitchen counter, in our house.<br /><br />Worst part is that with our opossum posse, came a rabid opossum. I'm not exaggerating either. This disgusting crazed looking animal would go walking around during the day and growl at people and dogs. It smelled like the skin was rotting on it's body as it walked.<br /><br />I HATE OPOSSUMS! and I agree, stay in the stupid car!@NativeMikeAdamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08446931065863021549noreply@blogger.com