THAT’S NO CAT! I brake before realizing the creature darting out from the darkness is an opossum. Earl the Urban Possum doesn’t belong here. He’s probably digging up the neighborhood, scattering garbage, spreading disease, and scaring old ladies. The thing to do is gun it while he’s frozen in my headlights. But, he is no longer just a random wild animal. I’ve named him Earl. Earl comes to his senses. And, he’s gone.

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