Bad luck turned unto good luck for this little fellow. I came home mid morning to find this furry ball curled up in the middle of the back lawn. He is a brush tail possum, probably a teenager because he is not full grown. They are very aggressive compared with ring tail possums so I wasn't keen to pick him up. My daughter rescued him for me. Without fear she patted him and he must have been too sick to care. He did not appear injured, but the neighbour had poured citronella into her pond to keep away the mosquitos and perhaps this possum had drunk the water. Maybe he had a very bad stomach ache. While he waited for DD, I put a box over him to give him a dark space and popped a plum on the grass in front of him. He ate it. Then he was taken to the vet where they'll fix him up and put him with a wildlife carer until he is well enough to go bush again. And even luckier for him that this all happened yesterday when it was a pleasant day, for today has been a multiple of deluges, with fast, driving rain and plenty of wind. Good luck little possum.
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