Thursday, July 10, 2008
This afternoon we discovered an orphaned baby opossum in our backyard. With bravery and courage I caught him and then Enzo and I delivered him to the wildlife shelter right before they closed for the day. (The top picture is of the woman who worked there, giving Enz one last look.) We then walked the shoreline nearby and threw back the bait fish the local fisherman had left on the shore, flopping and gasping. Well, not this one, he was dead.