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When I was a kid we had a great dane that was not at all a fan of folks in uniform, and one of his favorite past times was "playing" with trespassing cats, squirrels etc that wandered through his yard until they "weren't fun anymore". He would occasionally leave his "treasure" on the porch for us because he was so proud.

One night we came home (granted I was like 5) and "King" had killed an opossum. Mom told me to go tell my dad to get the shovel and throw it in the woods. I was so excited I ran to my dad hollering "Daddy, Daddy, King killed the postman and momma wants you to get the shovel and put him in the woods!" Dad was most relieved to discover that it was not the mailman, but just a small mammal that he was gonna have to dispose of as King had busted a few screen doors scaring away the mailman

Possum out in the day - exposed - worry about its health. But a very cool shot!