On 10th March I found a tiny baby possum on the ground, it made me feel sick seeing the little creature blindly scrabbling in the dirt. It didn’t look developed enough to be out of the pouch. I couldn’t see a mother nearby but eventually did spot an adult on a branch further away. I knew the chances of survival were very small because I’d spoken to a Fauna Rescuer only days before about another, bigger baby. Eventually I decided to put the tiny one in the fork of a tree closer to the adult possum.
I watched from a distance for a while but the adult made no move to come down to the baby. A while later I saw the adult climbing up in the tree canopy. I couldn’t bring myself to go and check on the baby at that time.
Last night, on the same branch that I’d seen the adult possum before, there was a mother Ringtail with two babies on her back. It thrilled me.