Tuesday, October 20, 2015

possum tails

A little ringtail possum lives in the rolled up blind on our front veranda. As the afternoons get warmer and the air is full of rose and jasmine scents, s/he gets more careless about how much tail hangs out of the back door of the nest.
It's just low enough for me to have a gentle pat of the tail and feel the soft strength of fur and the underside of bare skin for gripping.
On Saturday the possum was so drugged with warm sleep that its furry little bottom was hanging out too - and that is how I got to pat a possum's bottom :)

1 comment:

Velma Bolyard said...

wow! i've found a dead o'possum on the road before, with little babies dying in her pouch. but seldom see living ones here. i think i heard a live wire at hall's gap, though. in the night. scared me almost as much as the hunter spider...