Since I am a long-winded blogger, I've split this story into three parts: preamble, part one and part two. I know, the suspense is incredible but do try to sleep tonight.
For this story to be truly appreciated, you must understand two things.
1. I am scared of any creature who might want to gnaw on my leg. Animals in this category include (but are not limited to):
My initial fears can be traced back to "The Badger Game" episode on "Lassie." I don't remember the details but I do remember Timmy is trapped in a dirt hole with a ferocious badger in a gunny sack. The badger breaks free and TRIES TO GNAW HIS LEG OFF!
(OK, I really don't know if the badger goes for the leg but he was vicious and Lassie had to come to Timmy's rescue.)
2. I have only heard one story of opossums in my entire life. It was on the radio when I was little, maybe 9 or 10 years old, riding in the car. A listener called into a home improvement talk show to find out how to get rid of opossums in the house.
This woman had four (count 'em, FOUR!) in her oven drawer. My mom and I still remember this call and have always been a little jumpy around oven drawers.
Now that you know this information, you'll fully be able to appreciate the coming story.
Here is The Opossum Story: Part One