I never saw a possum until I came back from WWII, and saw
remains of one road killed lying near edge of road. I knew what it was only from reading Thornton Burgess books.
Then one year I had something pulling up my corn, every
kernel with a couple inch sprout, thrown down and left
because of fungicide coating. At first I thought it might
be redwing blackbirds, but then I saw pawprints. The next
day I saw an old, sick, ugly possum doing it. He must have
been dying of starvation, as they are strictly nocturnal.
I have no idea what he normally ate, but could no longer
obtain. I have read that the meat is extremely greasy.Yuk!