But still, when I go away, vacation or retreat, I always seem to end-up having interesting encounters with one or another of God’s furry critters. And this time was no exception. How exactly I ended-up standing 4-feet under a possum is another story. I’m not saying I was not in some small part responsible for the possum being in the tree, but I would say he had free-will and chose that option himself. It was quite the stand-off, but I ultimately left him to his own devices as it was getting dark and cold. He seemed pretty happy about that.