I pulled up to the house one day the winter before last to my son beating something with a shovel. I asked him what he was doing and he said a possum tried to get him on the porch. I replied did you try and go out around him or did he feel trapped because they are normally harmless animals but can sound rather vicious when trapped. Luckily that winter in January we had snow and then quite a bit of rain, the possum buried his head deep into the snow which protected him but he was heavily dazed. It was pouring rain out so I went and got the cat carrier and he snarled like crazy as I put it near him, I figured once he came about enough he could crawl in it to keep himself out of the rain until he got his self back together. I then put one of the grand kids sleds over the porch railing to shield him from the rain until he, like I said could get himself together enough to move. He did make it into the cat carrier where he spent the night and disappeared during the day the next day. My son was mad at me for feeding the birds on the porch which he figured attracted him, (my son lived in the duplex next to me at the time) so I started leaving food out back for him. Now I put hangers under the bird food if I hang it on the porch and place other critter food and bird food alongside the house.

You know animals are weird that way, that know who will help them and they will come get you sometimes even. One say a long time ago, many years, a frantic bird kept, well being all frantic out front. After a bit I couldn't ignore what all her excitement was about and went under the tree she was hollering from, she then proceeded to fly to another tree and be all frantic, this process kept up until she took me around the corner and half way up the block where her baby bird had fallen out of it's nest. The little fellow ran from me until she started screeching like she was talking to it and it stopped and let me pick it up. I obviously couldn't climb the tree and put it back in it's nest so I took it to a wooded hilly area about a quarter of a block away that went up hill to a freeway about a block and half behind my house and placed it on the other side of the fence. My son asked if I thought it'd be alright there and I said I was sure it was safer than being in the road or among the houses where a cat could get it and that mom would do her best to take care of him and defend him until he could gain flight.