My good friend in Australia, appleleaf, mentioned in her blog a story about an opossum (or, possum, whichever way you prefer to spell it).  Unusual enough, since I haven't read an opossum story in a long time.  So I found it odd that the next day, I came across a muffler scarf that my mil bought for me last year when she toured Australia/New Zealand.  I had gotten it for Christmas and had put it away and, you know, out of sight-out of mind.  Anyway, I decided it was time to wear it since scarves seem to be on everyone's neck lately.  I read the tag that was still on it.  Can you believe it?  It's made of wool and - get this - opossum!!!  It comes from New Zealand and, supposedly, opossum is the up-and-coming new fiber in the weaving world there.  Great.  Now, not only do we have to run over the little critters in the road (they can be a hazard in Oregon), I have to wear one around my neck!  It's a pretty scarf with a sheep and a kiwi design on the border so I washed it according to the directions on the tag.  Laid it out to dry near the wood stove.  When it was dry, I tried it on for my husband to see.  Accepted the favorable comments.  Took it off and went to get ready to go out.  That's when I noticed I had a ring of what looked like cat hair around my shoulders.  I don't own a cat.  I don't own any animal with fur.  Great.  Now I have a pretty scarf THAT SHEDS!  Guess what?  That pretty scarf will get tucked away for another year.  Or more.  Until I can figure out what goes with opossum hair.  Just don't tell my mil.