Late one night, my son was in the garage unlocking the back door without turning the light on. He heard the cat eating, so reached down to pet her. He was rewarded with a horrible hiss. Flipping the light on, he found he’d disturbed a mother possom, with numerous babies on board, dining at the cat’s bowl. Snatching his hand backhe found it nasty and greasy. It appeared the possom was still filthy from feeding on roadkill. He insisted, though he washed over and over, he couldn’t get the odor off. Oh, the babies hissed,too.