I saved his half-dead infected life from severe wounds and certain death caused by deep feral cat bites

I saved his half-dead infected life from severe wounds and certain death caused by deep feral cat bites,

…and he literally melts into Joe.

I take him to Lowe’s, fishing, Starbucks, and even to my book writing spot on the Appalachian Trail,

…and he crawls into my disabled brother and sleeps the deepest of rests.

I feed him, bathe him, cut his nails, grind his medicines, even make him smoothies,

…and he thinks Joe is the Opossum God.

I kiss him, love him, nap with him, and slip him honey-roasted peanuts,

…and he and Joe do a nightly Vulcan Body meld.

I make him Possum Pate’ and scrumptious delights, walk him nightly, and can’t wait to kiss his nose,

…and within two minutes of Joe, they’re like a statue carved from critters…

Photo and story credits: Tim Curtz