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Zoe barked from 4am until after 7am yesterday morning. Defying the BoogieMan, I went outside several times to see what could possibly be going on near the gate at the top of my parent's driveway. Seeing nothing, I kept telling her to hush, cursed her watchdog senses apparently gone bad, and tried to go back to sleep. Last night, as my mom was taking the garbage cans down, she checked the blue one beside the gate for trash. Instead, she found this little possum - which explains Zoe's incessant barking. My guess is the little possum climbed the fence and Zoe scared her/him and she fell into the garbage can and could not get out. Steitler helped set the possum free in the bushes and told me that he hopes "the baby possum finds his mommy."