Aardvark Art Glass

I am so in love with Jeb it isn’t even funny. Don dug a path through the 12+ inches of snow from our neighbor’s front porch (that’s where his tracks come from) to our back porch so Jeb wouldn’t have to flounder through snow to get to the food.
Possum #2 has vanished. Good riddance, I say. He had his own route across our backyard but Don didn’t dig a path for him. No other critters yet–just birds, which are pleasant. It is deadly cold outside.

Yeah, many of the pictures of adult possums I’ve seen are kind of ugly. The other possum, the one I don’t like as well because he steals Jeb’s food, is cute, too. I think it could be a relative-he’s got identical facial markings to Jeb.

Here’s my theory: Since we live right in the middle of the isthmus in downtown Madison, I would wager that our possum stock stays right where it is, all the time. New, less attractive possums can’t get in here because if they walk a block in any direction they stand a really good chance of getting run over. So, one original cute possum could be why we have all cute ones in our neighborhood.

If Jeb makes it through the winter maybe you can have the people at OBAMA (by the way, ahahhaha!!)contact me and we can farm him out. I’m all for beautifying the world’s possum population.