Opie the Opossum

My dog Toby is often a daschund (I can't predict if I am spelling that correctly). Someone told me once that dashchunds (maybe if I spell it differently whenever, I will understand it properly one of many times) were originally bred to hunt and kill gophers. It totally is practical to me. He is my protector. Even when the entire content of my loved ones could care less what I am doing, Toby is following me around (being fair, he might be looking for me to decrease food that he can snag).
Anyway, last night I allow him to to pee one last time before going to bed and the man didn't can be found in and I heard a racket of barking and snarling outside my bedroom door. I went out to take a look (and to create him be quiet ahead of the police, FBI, CIA and neighborhood watch were called) and I saw he previously a tremendous (okay, I exaggerate, an incredibly, substantial) possum in their jaws anf the husband was throwing it around just like a rag doll. I immediately regarded rabies. He gets his shots regularly because of this very reason. So now, to increase the thunderous noise inside my backyard, I started screaming at him "You're gonna get rabies from that thing! Drop it now!"  Possum Pest Control Melbourne , needless to say, ignored me completely and tossed one thing even more. I know I should love all God's creatures, but I find possums really repugnant. I apologize to anyone who thinks these are cute. And, mind you, you must seek a specialist.
So there I am, wrestling having a dog who is wrestling having a possum. Someone must have gotten it on film. I finally got him from it and shoved him inside. Now is when you must educate children to halt reading. But I will say, no cute, fuzzy animals were harmed in this story. However, really, really ugly ones were. I went over to look (carefully) with the possum. It was toast. I could not bring myself to throw it inside the garbage at 10 pm. So I went to bed.
This morning Toby could barely contain himself he wanted to go outside so bad. I was not fooled into thinking his bladder was that full. No dummy, moi. So I went outside and low and behold - the possum was gone! Either Harry Potter found visit and transfigured it into an ivy leaf or, it really wasn't dead. I guess "playing possum" isn't only an old saying. So, all's well that ends well.
Ode to Opie
There was formerly a hideous creature Who, really having to pee, sure That he was alone, He strayed far from home, And my dog rearranged his features.