Darby Gets Spooked

Our dog has been spending a ton of time outside lately, which isn't a surprise since it's been nice out. But ole Darby has been on a mission. For the past week it was obvious some type of animal was under our shed in the backyard.

Initially I thought it was a chipmunk since she waged an war with one of those last summer, a war she lost.

This morning I looked out to see the dog light out toward the shed in hot pursuit, and then she suddenly stopped as if she was spooked. And she was. A little, maybe an adolescent about the size of a rat, possum waddled out in front of her from one corner of the shed to the other corner as Darby stared at it in disbelief. 

Ugliness is obviously a natural defense mechanism. 

But with a certain link in mind (Click HERE), maybe I should do some hunting?