I always wandered why possum was spelled with an O.....opossum. I learned last night.
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Norman and Biggles, our big farm cats, were howling on the back porch last night. "My goodness, " I thought. "I bet they want a can of cat food. I bet they're parched. I bet they're hungry. They know I'm home. I'll give them a treat."
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I flung open the back door, turned on the light, and there, in the middle of the bowl of dried cat food was the biggest possum I've ever seen....about one yard away from me. The only one more scared than me was the possum. That possum ran off the side of the porch ten feet off the ground.
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"O O O O O O O O O O .......possum," I wailed.
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Opossum. I rest my case.
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