My animals have a heart, and sixth sense, for the pregnant. This usually plays out with pregnant cats, which is how we managed to get our Tuna George (later shortened to just "Tuna" since we found out he was a girl). Well recently Tuna and Peaches (my pup) wanted to spend an unusual amount of time outdoors...I immediately knew they had made friends, but what whom, or what, i was unsure.
One day I put the dog out and upon going to retrieve her I saw a black and white haired, something... upon closer inspection I found a very pregnant opossum hoping for an invitation indoors. She just stuck her little nose up against the window...and waited. I screamed and yelled, hooted and hollered, and unfazed she slowly moved her attention elsewhere.
We found out the next day that she has a boyfriend, and that they are very content living in our back yard. I am not. After a trip to the humane society, a trap was set. So far we've caught the male....our pregnant girlie has gone MIA. This is not amusing....
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