So, I'm at home alone last night. I keep hearing shit falling over in the garage.
WTF?
I go out there. Nothing.
Go back in, back on the couch. Figure it was my one cat that I couldn't find. No big deal.
More shit falling over.
I go back out there and see something scurry under the M3 and hide in a pile of stuff (messy garage).
So I get some milk, put it out there and leave the light on. I check on it in about 30 minutes and there is a baby possum chilling on one of the shelves.
I got the trap and put some cat food in it. About an hour later here is what I found:

I released him outside, as we live in a pretty rural area.
After all this, it was about 11pm. I went to bed. Woke up at 1am to the cat dropping a load between my feet on the bed. Fucker.
WTF?
I go out there. Nothing.
Go back in, back on the couch. Figure it was my one cat that I couldn't find. No big deal.
More shit falling over.
I go back out there and see something scurry under the M3 and hide in a pile of stuff (messy garage).
So I get some milk, put it out there and leave the light on. I check on it in about 30 minutes and there is a baby possum chilling on one of the shelves.
I got the trap and put some cat food in it. About an hour later here is what I found:

I released him outside, as we live in a pretty rural area.
After all this, it was about 11pm. I went to bed. Woke up at 1am to the cat dropping a load between my feet on the bed. Fucker.
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