It’s Epossumondas's birthday, so Mama's whipping up his favorite biscuits. But she's plumb out of sody sallyraytus! (That's baking soda to all you Yankees.) Everybody knows you can’t make big, fluffy biscuits without sody. One by one, Baby Gator, Auntie, and Mama scoot to the store to fetch some. But when no one comes back, it’s up to Epossumondas to run out and see what’s what--until he runs smack into a great, huge, ugly Louisiana snapping turtle!

Epossumondas has a very important question: "Mama, why don't I have hair on my tail?" And wouldn't you know it, Mama can tell him exactly why possum tails are all pink and naked and funny looking. Her story's a doozy! It goes way back to Epossumondas's great-great-grandpa, Papapossum. When hungry Papapossum and his growly ol' stomach meet up with wily Hare, cranky Bear, and a persimmon tree . . . well, it's one hair-raisin' adventure! Renowned storyteller Coleen Salley and Caldecott Honor illustrator Janet Stevens team up again, drawing on the Uncle Remus tradition and their own wild imaginations to expose a hilarious--and important!--moment in possum history.

When Mister Possum and his greedy family refuse to change their diet of luscious New Zealand trees a plan is hatched to return these hungry visitors to their native Australia.

When Possum wakes up one evening and sees the full harvest moon, he decides to throw one last party before the long winter. But everyone is too busy preparing for winter and it looks as if nobody will come to Possum's party.

Who's Epossumondas? Why, he's his mama's and his auntie's sweet little patootie, that's who. He's also the silliest, most lovable, most muddleheaded possum south of the Mason-Dixon line! Better choose your words wisely when he's around, 'cause otherwise you never know what you'll get. Epossumondas just might bring you a fist full of crumbs, or a soaking wet puppy, or a scruffy wad of bread--oh, you just wouldn't believe it! Renowned storyteller Coleen Salley and Caldecott Honor illustrator Janet Stevens team up for this outrageous twist on the Southern story of the noodlehead who takes everything way too literally. (Or is that Epossumondas just pulling his mama's leg?)

After his sister drowns, seven-year-old Paul is sent away to live with his grandparents. He was too young to have been left to watch his sister while their mother slept off her depression. Luckily for Paul, a medium lives next door to his grandparents. She begins her own brand of tutelage to help Paul cope with the loss of his sister and family.

There are some things in life that you never forget; there are memories that cling as firmly as ivy growing on an old brick wall. For author Ann Ragland, some very memorable experiences throughout her life involved a four-legged creature of the night, one that made frequent visits to her neighborhood throughout her entire life. While some of these possum encounters were not what she would consider up close and personal, others definitely were; they have roots deeply embedded in her memory bank, either because they were surrounded with happy times and loving people, or because they were very frightening and extremely challenging. Like memories of her parents, they will forever remain unfading in her heart. The docile possum causes a stir, especially when it decides to find a hidden entrance into the house and then takes the liberty of crawling under the covers of the soft, cushy bed while the inhabitants of the house are on vacation. The discovery and retrieval of the possum is just one of the childhood memories of the four-legged mammal shared with humor and nostalgia in Theres a Possum on Your Pillow.