All heading off to pool Sunday morning in the white car - large dead possum in the gutter. Could have dodged the issue with Marcus but showed him so he would know what we were talking about. Detour to tip to bury possum. Marcus asked a lot of questions. Seemed to rationalise it so it wasnt dead. "I think someoneone drew the possum on the road with a black pencil. And that's why it can't stand up." He was worried if we buried it, it wouldnt be able to run around. Sigh. Elf and I both sad too, quite grudgingly fond of possum presence around the place.