last night,we were at my wife's Grandma's house,out in the rural part of the adjoining county to us.She has a possum that is raiding her cat's food dishes,and becoming a nuisance,and almost attacked a gal that is sent out by the county to help care for the grandpa.Well,I asked if she wanted me to bring a shotgun out and take care of it,and she wants me to.At that point,my daughter,Poo the strange-who wants to marry the cat......asked if we could get the possum STUFFED and mounted after I shoot it.....come ON,I know I'm a neanderthal hillbilly,but my taste in living room decor is a LITTLE better than stuffed and mounted possums...