Bye-Bye, Little Guy.
Unfortunately, our little opossum friend didn’t make it. The kids were devastated, especially the girls. They spent the entire week carrying him around in their shirts, feeding him, and giving him every bit of care they could fit into their awake hours. I honestly didn’t think he would survive past the first day; he was so very, very tiny. In only one week his hair had grown in, both of his eyes and his mouth fully opened, and we watched a little personality begin to develop. I really thought he had a good chance of making it, and I cried a bunch of tears when they told me he was gone. Goodbye, little Sam.