And now, an Opossum

The catch of the day - or, more likely, night - was an Opossum. (Not to be confused with the Australian Possum, with which Sammie once had a very amusing encounter.) Unfortunately, I was not able to get to it to release it (in the woods down the street; I would have just re-released it into our back yard, but my mom objected) until nearly 1:00 in the afternoon, so it was in a bit of distress by the time I saw it. I released it near the Nanticoke Creek, so it had easy access to water.

Pears are turning out to be popular bait, though nobody went for the leathery old orange seen in the picture above, which I threw out when I released the Opossum. I hosed off the trap when I got back home and will not re-set it until the start of my next four days off on Wednesday night.