I'm going to start a wildlife rescue center....

2:40 AM. I wake up to a noise, not sure what it is. Maybe the blind blowing in the wind? No, it's something near the nightstand. I ignore it, then hear it again. Turn on the light, look down....to see a baby possum sticking it's head out from under my nightstand! Oh lord. I wake Jeff up and tell him to hold onto Riley. I grabbed a pair of gloves, moved the nightstand, and picked the little critter up by the tail. It had carried a snail all the way inside and was in the middle of eating it -which is why its mouth is so messy in the picture.

I carried it down the street a ways and put it in the bushes of a house where there aren't normally people. Too funny! I can't believe, of all the places in the house it could have gone, it actually came into our room! The back door was open a crack and apparently that was all the invite it needed. Last week a turtle, this week a possum, I have no idea what next week holds...