Ding dong. My neighbor Jennifer is standing outside the door holding something disgusting. “Look what the contractor found in the walls upstairs!”
And so begins the guessing game.
“It’s a rat”, she says.
“Yeah, that tail… it could be. Oh, but could that be a kitten??”
“I was afraid of that too.”
This continues for a few minutes until Stephanie approaches. Without hesitation she announces, “It’s a opossum!”, then adds emphatically “It’s a baby opossum, definitely”
Soon we’re Googling skeletons and skulls. Opossum is definitely a strong contender. A coworker introduces the possibility of it being a Raccoon. Google confirms: not a rat, mouse, or cat. Oppossum is the unofficial verdict.
Next day, Jennifer’s husband sends an email to the Curator of Vertebrate Zoology at the Houston Museum of Natural Science. His reply is brief:
“It’s a possum!”
And now you know. Cool, eh? Here they are during better days: