@Nonya_Bidniss my story:
Springtime in the Midwest, so not cold.
My father had died a few months before. I was cleaning out his packrat garage. Took a box off a shelf and noticed it was warm. Opened it to see a snarling opossum mama. Closed the lid, set it outside, away from the garage. Checked after a couple of hours and the box was empty.
She couldn’t stay where she was, but I tried to be respectful in how she left.