Good times……..Good times…………
Back in the day circa 1993 when I rented a room in a big old house on the East side of downtown Indy, I was in my room (which was in the attic) with the windows open enjoying a spring night tripping on Robitussin. (1st and only time).
I noticed something out of the corner of my eye in the other side of the room by the window and then saw it go under my dresser.
Went over there to find a opossum under my dresser. So I got a yard stick and poked at it with the stick…..no affect. Poked harder……it just sat there staring at me while snot was dripping from its nose into my floor. Kept at this and it started hissing at me.
Finally decided to move the dresser and then went after it with the stick. Finally, it scurried back out the window.
Later that year I moved to a room in the basement and got a squirrel that a cat chased in there through an open window……I’ll take the opossum over a super hyper scared shitless squirrel.