Now I’m no fan of possums (or opposums — I don’t know the difference, if there is one), but how could you not feel bad for this poor creature:
Apparently the animal got onto the D Train at or about Coney Island and, as many D train riders know, that long trip back to the City can be pretty miserable. They evacuated the car, because New Yorkers obviously couldn’t handle being around actual wildlife (well, rats and pigeons are okay, but that’s it) and took the guy up to the Bronx (insert Bronx joke here).
The enterprising animal was reported on the D train around 4 a.m. on Friday, and by 4:30 it had been contained by the police, though after some resistance involving the baring of teeth. The officers locked the opossum inside the train car, which was taken out of service and sent to the rail yards near 205th Street in the Bronx. The train arrived at 5 a.m., at which point the doors were sealed. “He’s one of the only beings in New York City to ever have a subway car to himself,” a spokesman for New York City Transit, Charles F. Seaton, said.
It turned out that officers in the Bronx had summoned a group of emergency service officers, an elite squad that handles complex jobs, including capturing rogue coyotes and apartment-invading hawks. It was only then that the opossum was removed from the D train and, as a police spokesman put it, “released into an adjoining wooded area.” The opossum’s rescuers also bestowed a name on the animal: Jerome, after the avenue in the Bronx that runs alongside the rail yard. Jerome has not been seen, or heard from, since.
All’s well that ends well.