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I used to eat possum and still would in a pinch if I desperately needed meat. They may be clean animals in captivity but in the wild they are part of the carrion eating family. There was a dead cow along a fence row once upon a time. Something under the skin was moving and in several places. After watching it for a while, from a distance Pheeeew, a possum crawled out. There must have been half a dozen possums in that stinkin to high heaven dead cow!
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The last one I shot was in a tree out on my cuz's place. All I had was my 12 gauge and not wanting to fill it with shot I aimed a little in front of its head. Not one pellet hit it.
The next one I aimed right at the head and out of the tree it tumbled. I field dressed it and it just didn't seem quite right.
When we got back too the house I skinned it and it wasn't right. I never did figure out what was wrong with it but the meat didn't look right, smell right, or feel right.
I cut it up into pieces and took it out too my cuz's pit bulls who would eat any damn thing you threw at them.
They smelled it gingerly and then walked off and laid down. I had put it barely within the reach of their chains so while watching them carefully, they weren't that familar with me, I retrieved the possum and buried it.
I had fed the dogs before so they would eat what I put before them but they wouldn't touch that possum.
I don't know if it was diseased or if someone in the area had put out poison for them.
The last one I shot was in a tree out on my cuz's place. All I had was my 12 gauge and not wanting to fill it with shot I aimed a little in front of its head. Not one pellet hit it.
When we got back too the house I skinned it and it wasn't right. I never did figure out what was wrong with it but the meat didn't look right, smell right, or feel right.
I cut it up into pieces and took it out too my cuz's pit bulls who would eat any damn thing you threw at them.
They smelled it gingerly and then walked off and laid down. I had put it barely within the reach of their chains so while watching them carefully, they weren't that familar with me, I retrieved the possum and buried it.
I had fed the dogs before so they would eat what I put before them but they wouldn't touch that possum.
I don't know if it was diseased or if someone in the area had put out poison for them.