Possums are not from this area originally and some hop onto trucks to make their way here in Ontario.

Living in the country, loving, working, thinking.......something of a keepsake for me to look back on, of my beloved pets and family,interesting things, oh yes, and my decorating atrocities.
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Poor little thing.
I wonder about them, how do they survive the cold, etc...
Maybe this one passed of old age?
He doesn't look injured.
Awe- that is really quite sweet.
Makes you think. xx
Awe, bless Mister Possum's little soul. I looked at this photo a long time wondering what his little life was like. Since he chose Daisy's grave I suspect they are now playing in a happly place together now.
How bizarre!
Awwwwwww.
We have possums coming into our back yard now that they are tearing down all the woods around here.
Blessings!
Wow, I hate to see that kind of thing, I always wish they were somewhere warm and dry and safe; though I guess to a critter who lives in the wilderness, that is home, and no place else would be.
Poor thing! At least it looks like the little possum died peacefully.
Have a good weekend :)
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