Had a Heart attack tonight

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reddwil

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So I get in from work today, no chores around the house, so lets turn pens. I'm at the drill press drilling blanks, and piece's of wood start moving in my scrap box next to my work bench. I step over and pick up a 1x8 and out fly's a huge possum, growling, hissing the whole works. Took me 30 minutes to get my heart back to speed. Think I gonna have to throw my shoes and shorts away.
 
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reddwil said:
So I get in from work today, no chores around the house, so lets turn pens. I'm at the drill press drilling blanks, and piece's of wood start moving in my scrap box next to my work bench. I step over and pick up a 1x8 and out fly's a huge possum, growling, hissing the whole works. Took me 30 minutes to get my heart back to speed. Think I gonna have to throw my shoes and shorts away.
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LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:bananen_smilies047:
 
Glad it wasn't a real heart attack, but after reading the post I laughed so hard I damn near had one....:rotfl:
 
Opossuums are all just bark...never bite(unless you put your hand in their mouth). Be glad it wasn't a mama-coon!!!

Maybe you can cast your shorts into a PR blank and turn 'em....same smell as zebrawood!




Scott (glad your okay...had me worried) B
 
The other white meat. Did you save the hide for casting? Possum and slick dumpling sounds tasty.
 
AND THAT's why I carry toilet paper AND baby wipes in my redneck engineering kit. I call them Plan A and Plan B.

I see you found Plan B, up close and personal.
 
Kent, Gald it wasn't the real thing after 40 we all are on the edge you know.
On the different note, buddy what happened to you is part of the mid life crisis. when you pass 40 things start droping down and gravity start doing strange thing to you and the bladder, so your close encounter eith the furry one casuing your shoes and the shorts to be tossed away was partly that otherwise it would just be a manageable trickle. :tongue::biggrin::rolleyes:

Gald your safe man. BTW, those darn thing I wonder if really attack or he was just barking?
 
You could have been the first to tell us how well dead Possum turns on the lathe. But nooooooo you gotta go have a heart attack.
 
Had something similar last fall, stray cat, rustling some bags in the garage, kept coming back, so I decided to scare it off, snuck up on it, was all set to yell and growl and then... stopped in my tracks, it was two full grown skunks.... I slowly backed away....
 
Having been a coon hunter in a past life, Let me tell you, I have met a possum or two up a tree in shake out season and they are not all bark.

Very funny story and very glad it was you and not me. My attack just might as well have been real. Met a bob cat or few years back in the woods. Not funny then either.
 
Glad the heart attack was only a fright and not really true. I have had seveal friends lately having them. It's got me freaked out.


writeitdown said:
Had something similar last fall, stray cat, rustling some bags in the garage, kept coming back, so I decided to scare it off, snuck up on it, was all set to yell and growl and then... stopped in my tracks, it was two full grown skunks.... I slowly backed away....
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Been there, done that, still can't get the smell outta the garage.

I was working in the garage on my lathe and heard a rustling sound, thought it was my cat. She was there but not moving. She was staring at my shelving. I looked over and didn't see anything. Didn't think too much about it. Locked up, went to bed, and came out in the morning. The garage was shredded. Everything was knocked over, broken, ad generally a major mess. I looked all over but couldn't figure it out. Later that early evening, one of the skunks came out and went out the door. I thought great...he's gone. Locked up, etc. Next morning same thing. I took everything out of the garage and put it in the driveway. I finally found the FAMILY of 7 skunks under the furthest back shelf hiding out. I tried poking them to get them to move. They moved and I built a path for them to get out without getting caught in there. Two of them didn't like the broom I was using to usher them out and sprayed it from two directions. It STILL smells in there after a year and several scrubbings. The cat won't even go near that corner now.

I appreciate SOME company but that was bit nerve wracking.
 
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Last time I had a run in with one of them in my garage... it met my little friend, a Rugar Mini 30.
 
I've had a whole fleet of deer come to see what I was doing. They liked the smell of whatever wood I was working at the time.

Not nearly as scary as your possum! I hate those things...
 
Can Relate to that

Over the years I've had several encounters with Nature's Bounty...possum in the hen house...stealing eggs no doubt. Young cat attacked an killed by a raccoon. I killed a Rabid raccoon in the garage. Met a family of very nasty half-grown raccoons while walking. Bats flying down the chimney and getting into the gravety hot air heating ducts and popping up unexpectedly about anywhere in the house -- they can get through a mighty small hole....
 
It must have been the night for possums in GA. I went out to close my shop door aka garage door before going to bed and had a possum sitting atop my wood bin. I went to get the broom to help get him out of the garage and he disappeared. Don't know if he is hiding in the garage or if he got out somehow. But I feel your pain!!
 
Had me concerned with the title. Then again what the hay are you posting the same night you have a heart attack. We had one of them critters in our garage a few weeks back, thought we a burglar rummaging around in the middle of the night. The little guy must have been thisty cause he drank all the water I keep on my bench for wet sanding.
 
byounghusband said:
You weren't turning antler, were you? :eek:


DurocShark said:
I've had a whole fleet of deer come to see what I was doing. They liked the smell of whatever wood I was working at the time.

Not nearly as scary as your possum! I hate those things...
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No, I really don't remember what it was I was turning.

It was 20-ish degrees that night and I had the garage door only half open to let the exhaust of my propane heater out. (Propane's emissions are mostly water vapor... Not good for the tools.) I look up to see 5 or 6 heads sticking through the opening looking at me. By the time I decided to move they ran off. There were around 12 of 'em strutting down the street.
 
Ok. Here's the kicker, When I start to bed last night, I went and looked out on the back deck to make sure my daughter fed her cats. She has two, there were 5 eating out of the bowl. I flick the light on and 3 are baby possums eating with the dang cats. You would think since there big tree rats, the cats would have them for supper, not invite them over for supper. However.....I did send two to meet there maker.

Don, I got to tell you my deer story. Several yeas back my dad and I are working on his truck in his garage. I'm under the truck changing the oil and I hear my dad say "what the...." I look over to see 4 deer legs beside the truck. I slide out to see a massive 10pt nose to nose with dad and he's petting it. After a few minutes it just walks off. Come to find out a farmer near by had raised it from a fawn and it had gotten out of its pen. Tame as they come. A few weeks later it got out again, and a kid killed it standing at his front door. Said he had to scare it so it would move back from the porch so he could shoot it. Dang near caused another civil war in our community
 
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