Have I ever mentioned that my husband has mad, mad skills?
See the grey mass in the center of this photo? Can you spot the scaly tail? Oh yes, that would be a dying possum. And, of course, he has decided to expire on the path directly in front of my friend's art studio. (It is a lovely spot, really.) Now, I don't doubt that we could have moved his body, but... well... have I mentioned Big E's mighty possum moving skills? Oh yes, he has moved many a possum (both alive and deceased), and well, when you know a certified expert with professional experience, it would almost be selfish to do it yourself.
Oh, who am I kidding? Possums totally creep me out. Alive, dying, dead... Ick! Sure I could move one if I had to, like if the lives of children or the fate of the universe were involved, but short of movie of the week scenarios... I sure am glad Big E is there to pick up my vermin moving slack. Thank you, sweet man!