|possum on the fence out our kitchen window last week|
So we borrowed a trap off a friend, and on Friday morning woke up to this:
Closer inspection revealed our possum was a mum with a joey in her pouch: Mum was thoroughly dead, but joey was still very much alive. What to do?
|Drowning was the most humane/quickest method we could think of - and as the joey wasn't coming out of the pouch, they went into the bucket together.|
In more obviously positive news, I've been greatly enjoying all the piwakawaka (aka fantails) around our place at the moment. I seem to see at least one every day, and it's lots of fun watching them flit about.
I've also been loving this self-sown viola that popped up a few weeks back:
The original flower is gone now, but hopefully there'll be more. They're one of my favourite things :-)