I had a small cabin when my wife and I got married. It was in the woods and my bath tub was on a second story deck. One night my wife was taking a bath when she called for my help. A ‘possum had come up on the deck and was hissing at my wife. I grabbed a pistol, .22 mag revolver. Stood up hissing I shot him twice and he just charged me, my wife made a run for the house, I gave the feller a good kick, and sent it across the deck. I went in and got my horse pistol. .62 with ball and forty grain 3f charge.
‘Possum was at the edge turned to the side bleeding all over my deck. I gave him a ball from ten feet right through the chest.
He rolled off the deck and on to a stone wall I had by my front yard under the deck. It was about a ten foot fall.
I grab a .50 CVA, likewise 40 grain charge behind ball. To go out and make sure he was dead. There was a bit of tissue all over my fence. And a blood trail out in to the woods. I went back in and got a flash light, went and followed him till I lost his trail about six hundred feet from my house (I knew the distance as it was near the road that ran to my property six hundred feet from my cabin). Never did find him.
Tough puppy.
THAT IS A HECK OF A STORY.THE IMAGE I HAVE ALWAYS HAD OF POSSUMS WS OF A QUIET RATHER PASSIVE ANIMAL THAT WOULD. WE WERE TOLD, PLAY DEAD WHEN DISTURBED.
WHAT AN OPERTUNITY TO BE THE HERO IN FRONT OF YOUR YOUNG BRIDE.
WOLD IT BE POSSIBLE THAT YOUR BELLIGERANT POSSUM HAD RABIES OR SOME OTHER TYPE OF MADENING ILLNESS?
SOUNDS MORE LIKE AN EX WIFE THAN A POSSUM.
THANKS FOR A GREAT STORY. I KNOW THERE ARE OTHERS OUT THERE AND I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR THEM.
MY FRIGHT IN THE NIGHT STOERY INVOLVED NO GUNFIRE AND WAS MUCH SHORTER IN DURATION
THE PROPERTY MY DAD HAD PURCHASED ON A MINNESOTA LAKESHORE HAD A NICE HOUSE WITH MOST OF THE AMENITIES BUT NO TOILET. JUST A ONE HOLER OUT HOUSE AT THE END OF A NARROW PATH THAT LED SOME DISTANCE
INTO THE TREES.
WHILE COMPLETELY ENGAGED IN THIS SMALL BOX OF A BUILDING I SUDDENLY HEARD THE FOOT STEPS OR HOOF BEATS OF WHAT HAD TO BE A LARGE HEAVY ANIMAL THAT WAS POUNDING UP THAT NARROW PATH TO WHERE I WAS ENTHRONED.. THE WOODS WERE SO DENSE I KNEW THERE WAS NO GOING AROUND WHERE I WAS AND I MUST HAVE DIED A HUNDRED MENTAL DEATHS AS THIS IMAGINED GIANT COULD BE GOING NO WHERE BUT WHERE I SAT. WE'RE TALKING A BRIEF MAYBE 7 OR 8 SECONDS
AS T THUNDERED RAPIDLY CLOSER AND I KNEW THE END WAS NEAR WHEN IT WHIZZED BY.
THIS OCCURRED IN PITCH DARKNESS. THE NEXT DAY IN BETTER FOREST LIGHT I CHECKED THE AREA AND LARGE POLICE DOG WOULD HAVE NOT BEEN ABLETO RUN THROUGH THAT WOODS. CONSIDERING WHAT I WAS ENGAGED IN, THIS MYSTERY MONSTERHASTENED THE PROCESS.
I LIKE YOUR POSSUM STORY BETTER.
DUTCH SCHOULTZ