About a month ago my dog “killed” a possum in the back yard. I went and grabbed the dog, this thing was lying in the ground stomach split wide open blood coming from its nose, dead. I put the dog in the house and got a pair of leather gloves. Maybe 15 mins. passed before I got back over to it laying there. I picked it up by the tail, it turned hissed and tried to bite me. I dropped it and screamed like a girl and ran as it waddled away and climbed a tree. I know possums play dead but there is no way this thing should have been alive enough to do all that. Scared the crap outta me that was one tuff son of a gun.