Soon after I moved into my current house (in the suburbs, not the country), I was unpacking some boxes in the carport. I opened up one of them, and the face of a devil from hell snarled up at me.
I didn't "drop a load", but it was a near thing. I made a leap back that John Carter couldn't have made on Barsoom.
Finally, I grabbed a shovel and chased the possum away. It went, and it didn't come back. But it left with its dignity pretty much intact, while I had totally lost mine
Lol!
We have tons of them around here, and usually, they are quite timid. But once in a while, they will cop an attitude.
I remember coming home one night after dark and one was in the road in front of me, just going round in circles.
I pulled up alongside it, opened my door, and yelled “Go away! or something, the little chit looks up at me and hisses, then runs back in front of my car and keeps going in circles!
I was ready to run him over just outa spite, but after about the third circle, he headed off the shoulder into the woods.
You might be able to keep them as pets, but I tend to think they are just too dam stupid...