Last night I was walking home from the supermarket, and I saw a possum crossing the road. I stopped, made cooing noises at it, like I always do with possums, in an attempt to make it comfortable around me (iunno) and allow it to keep walking. Unfortunately, it saw me and ran back across the road into the path of a taxi. I tried to shout at the taxi to stop, it was only going very slowly as it's a small street, but it was too late. The poor possum was squashed under the rear wheel of the car.
I just can't get the noise out of my head. I dropped my groceries.
The poor thing's head and forelegs were crushed under the tyre, but his tail kept th