The possum couldn’t get a second date
Monday April 02nd 2012, 10:38 pm
Filed under: Family,Wildlife

New Parker pictures! (Don’t miss the captions.)

Curious after yesterday’s patio incursion, I learned more about opossums today. It says there that they stay in one place for two or three days, then move on. That they keep the roof rat population in check and we’re fortunate to have them. Seeing one in the afternoon in Spring means a pregnant female looking for extra food.

I would add, if the shed smells of possum then it would continue the eviction notice on the rat that scuttered into there a week ago.

The last time I saw our only marsupial species was when I was having a palm tree taken out, years ago. It was not a friendly tree to have around kids; the long fronds bent low to the ground and were sharp as a sewing needle–one of my kids had to go to the plastic surgeon after falling into one.

Having it cut down is how we found out that for years we could have hauled out a ladder and picked fresh dates and had had no idea. They were at the crown, hidden behind the orangey mossy-looking stuff at the top of the fronds.

But a momma possum knew, and she was fit to be tied at the sounds of the saws and the presence of people. Babies clinging, their tails writhing, she stomped off (and on them, they were pretty big) across the yard, climbed the fence at the far end, got to a three-way intersection, picked the yard that had the most fruit trees and dove out of sight.

Meantime, I’m back to the Colourmart silk project. It’s shimmery, it’s gorgeous, and the pattern on this fourth iteration is what I was steadily discovering and working towards all along. There’s a great sense of success. It’s hard to put down.

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I can’t believe Parker is walking already! Time flies! What a cutie.

Comment by Jody 04.03.12 @ 5:27 am

I wouldn’t count on your opossum staying only a couple days! When I was a kid, there was a mama possum who would walk the back fences every night at 9 PM. We always knew what time it was when the neighborhood dogs went crazy barking. We would see her with babies on her back each spring.

Comment by Kathy in San Jose 04.03.12 @ 5:59 am

And let us speak of raccoons. We fight those here.


Comment by afton 04.03.12 @ 6:05 am

Colourmart does that to me, too.

And Parker is walking!

Comment by Sherry in Idaho 04.03.12 @ 6:46 am

We recently saw one crossing the road ahead of us, briefly visible in our headlights. One of the girls said, “Wow! I’ve never actually seen a live one before.” Opposums are cuter alive than as roadkill.

I’m sure you’re willing donate all the rats you’ve got.

Comment by LauraN 04.03.12 @ 6:48 am

I confess to skimming the critter talk. I was having too much fun imagining being there to trot with Parker… or see that shimmering silk. 😉

Comment by Channon 04.03.12 @ 8:42 am

Darling Parker pics! Hey, Mom, watch me dive in the water! Not a caption you want yet.

Comment by Don Meyer 04.03.12 @ 8:52 am

I used to know a biologist and his herpetologist spouse who lived in a house with very little furniture but full of many odd creatures, some in cages and some not. These folks were friends with the local possums and used to provide them with a favorite treat: perfume samples from department store ads! The possums used them like wash cloths, rubbing themselves all over. Of course, I don’t know if these were ordinary possums or just particularly well-bred ones.

Comment by Beth in Maryland 04.03.12 @ 10:41 am

You know I like possums, but I really love seeing momma and son having so much fun together.

Comment by twinsetellen 04.03.12 @ 8:05 pm

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