I have been confronted many times by an agressive large possum on my front porch. MY PORCH! I knew that if I ever got a chance to shoot this guy with my new shot gut I would not hesitate.
Tonight a friend was over and as he left my home through the front door, right by the front door is the cat bowl and eating the food was the big possum.
Tonight was different though. Tonight he didn't stand down and run away. He simply looked at us and kept eating. WRONG move.
My problem? The only thing within reach was a crow bar. My friend got to see me go nuts. NOT ON MY PORCH. I work my butt off for this porch. Not only do I have a two hour commute to a job with long hours, but I do this so that I can have a place in the country on my own. Fear rules me a lot of the time but not tonight by gosh. Tonight I took back the porch. A crow bar is a formidable weapon in the hands of a pms'ing woman. Keep that in mind boys.