Saw a possum out in the shop yard this afternoon. He was eating some scrap sunflower seeds that came out of the planter the other day when I cleaned it out. He scurried off but let me get very close to him. I went back to planting corn. get back to the shop at 9 pm this evening. 7 bags or corn are split open better than I could gut a woodsgoat. Corn all over the floor. This corn is 250 bucks a bag and a possum had decided that this is his personal stash. I will say no more. My judgement is final. Can You guess what the sentence is?CF