Checked the camera facing the mew a couple minutes ago and didn't see V on her perch. Called my wife to ask if she sees V in there. She walks out and says, "Yes, she is on the ground. I think she caught something." So I ask her to go in to try to see what she caught. She obliges me, goes into the mew, then starts laughing and said, "You're not going to be happy (because she knew I planned on hunting V this afternoon). She caught an opossum." Fanfreakingtastic. Ughhh. There goes the rest of my week. No hunting until the weekend. I guess the positive side of this is one less opossum on my property and another kind of animal added to her kill list.