Hollywood Walk of Fame

We shared a few weeks ago about the baby opossum that was using our home for his midnight hideout. The other night we were at the house later in the evening and George heard a rustling in the back room. Turns out he was back and hiding out.  We saw him leave but apparently he comes and goes as he pleases under the back door (despite my attempts to block the opening).  Last night we finally got to pour the concrete for the front and back doors where we extended the walls out a few feet. Apparently, our friend was in the house when all this was going on and then tried to make his exit after we left. He must have mistook our freshly poured concrete for his shot at the Hollywood Walk of Fame:

He forgot to sign his name.

Front door

Front door

Back door

So needless to say we have some sanding to do. <sigh>