I stepped out of the house yesterday morning and had the odd feeling that something was amiss. So I stood in the dinky, snow-covered weed patch that his my front "yard" and looked around. There was a weird guy in a car parked in front of my house. My car looked oddly askew. And as I glanced behind me, most alarmingly, I saw this:

After hissing and tossing something at the critter to see if it would move, I figured it best to leave the area to give the wild animal a chance to vacate the area without conflict. Plus, there was the weird guy in the car parked in front of my house, maybe he would leave too if I vacated the premises for a few minutes. I walked to my car and found that someone had broken in and rifled through my glove box. Not really anything to steal there, so nothing really to be done...
...so I visited the neighborhood Godsend, Zelewski & Horvath Market. Grabbed coffee. Chatted with folks behind the counter and headed back.
One out of two ain't bad, I guess. This was still the scene:

Since it was a holiday, there was nobody at Streets and San or Animal Control to remove the possum parts outside. But, it was cold, so nothing stank. I sent a photo to my neighbor so she would not be alarmed by the corpse in her entryway. And went inside to have some popcorn...
It is worth noting that earlier in the weekend, I was driving down 47th Street and saw a full-grown, 250+ pound man decked out in full regalia to look like The Flash. Yes, the DC comic book character who wears bright red tights with yellow lightning bolts. Sadly, I did not get a photo to document the momentous sighting, but take my word for it, he did not fill out the costume very well.