Thursday and yesterday I rescued a couple of baby opossums. I found them Thursday night on the walkway in front of my house, wrapped them up and they made it through the night, so yesterday I drove to Carolina Wildlife Care out in Irmo and they are now taking care of them.
This picture makes them look kind of evil and blurry, which is unfortunate, since they were actually quite cute.
A few interesting points about this story:
1. Yesterday was Friday, and CWC is in Irmo, which meant that I had to brave malfunction junction at 5PM on Friday. Dumb, dumb, dumb.
2. If I was at home, out in the middle of nowhere, I would never have rescued baby opossums b/c things die all the time out there. It's just nature, but there was something about seeing them here in town. Letting them die just seemed wrong somehow. It's interesting how much difference context makes.
This picture makes them look kind of evil and blurry, which is unfortunate, since they were actually quite cute.
A few interesting points about this story:
1. Yesterday was Friday, and CWC is in Irmo, which meant that I had to brave malfunction junction at 5PM on Friday. Dumb, dumb, dumb.
2. If I was at home, out in the middle of nowhere, I would never have rescued baby opossums b/c things die all the time out there. It's just nature, but there was something about seeing them here in town. Letting them die just seemed wrong somehow. It's interesting how much difference context makes.
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