Is the Opossum Dead
It is 4:55 a.m.
The dogs are going crazy.
I turn and see a wet opossum lying two feet away.
Is the opossum dead?
Should I pick it up?
Not by the tail unless I wear gloves.
Maybe I could scoop it up in my shovel
What if Buddy our dog brings this carcass
Into our house through the dog door?
He has enormous teeth that chew up everything.
But what if this creature is not dead?
What if it is playing opossum?
I call the dogs into the house
Staring at the garbage can, putting gloves on
Gearing up
Hoping he will not bite me
Hoping he is not playing opossum
The dead opossum jumps up and runs off
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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