the little fucker’s NOT irish even though it’s an “o’possum”

i am clearly not a hunter…

…and this attests to it.

for one, hunters are looking to kill – i’m not even looking to hurt. i just can’t have a cat ruin yet another convertible top, so i have to take action since my neighbors won’t do the right thing and actually be responsible pet owners.

the city set the traps for the cat that was getting on my car, we caught one, but while it was still at the shelter i was STILL getting fur on the roof, so i know the one we caught wasn’t THE one.

so i turned to JAB, who had a similar (all be it smaller) trap. set it up – and it got tripped a few times with no catch. the food would even get eaten with no “victim”.

than came the other day, when i came out to this:

(and while these lil’ fuckers are far from cute it does look pretty cute in this pic, no?)

as it’s a wild animal carrying god only knows what i didn’t even touch the trap while this thing was in it – just called the city and they came out and got it. did feed it, though (i had the extra can of cat food, and it woulda just gone to waste, so i figured what the hell – PLUS, it got trapped on saturday night, and the city couldn’t come out till monday, so even though it’s a varmint i figure i should be a good host and all…)

so now i wonder – was THIS the little fucker leaving fur on my car roof? the animal control guy had pointed out the paw prints in the thick layer of dust on the malibu were NOT cat prints, but rather possum prints. and was that not squirrels i heard in my attic but rather this (not so) little fucker? i guess time will tell…