The ‘possum… Uncle Vernon

I had an experience with an opossum like Mahlon’s. After cleaning the possum I lost all interest in eating any of it.  The next day a blizzard blew in and we had lots of wood to carry in.  It was really cold.  I was hungry, because I could smell supper cooking when I got near the house which an arm full of wood.  Every once in a while Mom would comoe out and give me a small sandwich that really tasted good.  After supper I said to Mom, “I thought we were going to have opossum for supper.”  She said, “you already ate it! Ha!”

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