Image courtesy of Peggy Hughes.

A brief non-political comment for the blog: a few nights ago, I was coming home from work, and while walking up the pathway to the front door, I saw an opossum. Ghostly white face; long nose; empty black eyes. The animal was staring at me - and I just stopped and started back. It took me a few moments to realize it was an opossum instead of some mythical, white-faced, blank-featured creature of the night.

The opossum didn't move - and neither did I. Then, thinking I might be able to shoo the animal away, I made a sudden move, as if to move towards it. Still nothing. It's empty eyes never blinked or focused on anything but me. I walked past it into the house, put down my bag, and went back outside to see if it had moved. It had vanished without a trace - though I didn't look all that hard.

My point is this: that opossums are pretty freaky looking, and can, in the right light, be pretty scary.

This entry was posted on Saturday, February 2nd, 2008 and is filed under Life. Comments are closed; the conversation is kept as it was.