A Miracle Rescue: The Journey of Healing and Love Between a Man and His Opossum 🐾💖

It’s incredible what love, patience, and care can do. I rescued this little one—an opossum on the brink of death, severely wounded by deep feral cat bites, barely hanging on to life. His body was infected, his spirit shattered. But now, after weeks of care and unwavering support, this beautiful soul is thriving, and he’s found an unshakable bond with my brother Joe.

I take him everywhere—whether it’s trips to Lowe’s, a peaceful day by the river fishing, a calming Starbucks run, or even to my book-writing spot on the Appalachian Trail. But what melts my heart the most is how, no matter where we go, he always finds his way to Joe. He crawls into my brother’s lap, curling up into the deepest, most peaceful sleep, his little body completely relaxed in the arms of someone who loves him unconditionally.

From feeding him, bathing him, trimming his nails, grinding his medications, to even blending him smoothies (yes, he loves those!), I’ve made it my mission to care for him. And in return, he thinks of Joe as the Opossum God, his protector and best friend. 🍯🍓🥤

Every day, I kiss him, love him, and nap with him. I sneak him honey-roasted peanuts, and at night, he and Joe engage in their Vulcan Body meld—serene and content. I even make him his own Possum Pâté and scrumptious treats, walking him under the stars, excited to kiss his little nose and show him how loved he truly is.

It’s in the moments when they’re together, completely at ease, becoming a statue carved from critters, that I am reminded of how deep love can go. What was once a half-dead creature now lives in joy and peace, surrounded by unconditional love. And that is a miracle worth celebrating.