Here's our latest acquisition.
One of the kids in back came knocking at our door on her way home from work because there was a baby possum out front on the sidewalk.
She thought it was sick or injured because it was walking funny, but it was just that possums are like that.
When we went out to look, it was this little guy.
He was lively enough waddling into the lavender bed to hide.
If I were more together I'd have run for the camera then, because he was pretty cute climbing up into the lavendar to hide.
The entire rescue took about ten minutes, and it took three tries to get him.
Not so much that he was a clever hider (ha), or fast or anything, but that I didn't want to be grabbing at him a lot or scaring him too badly.
1) No, he's not old enough to be lured with cat food.
2) I chickened out on picking him up with gardening gloves on, because I wasn't sure I wouldn't have to grab him and was afraid I might hurt him.
I had disassembled my old rat catching collection (clear plastic shoe box, with cookie sheet to slip under it), and it wouldn't have fit in among the lavender plants anyway without a great ruckus and breaking of plants.
3) I used the jar from the blender to catch him against the ground, and then worked a thick hand towel under him to hold him inside. Then poured him gently into this box with some dish towels.
Oh joy. We've had his larger kin visiting off and on for a couple of years (Ick a Possum and his even bigger friend Ack a Possum),
This one is Awww da Widdle Possum.
Poor thing was trembling, I think both because of us and the cold, and his ears were vibrating.
And he hissed sort-of fearsomely a couple of times.
I think momma must have dropped him last night, and he's been wandering since.
They aren't terribly attentive mothers that way, and she has other young at this point.
I can't leave him out for her to find, because I think the neighborhood cats and dogs (and raccoons) would beat her to him.
So he's off to the wonderful people at the Lindsay Wildlife Museum in Walnut Creek.
I checked their website, and they do take orphaned possums, less than 8" nose to base of tail, and this little guy is more like 5-6".
I think he's just waiting for mom to come back now.