I put in a ramp down from the roof to the bridge that runs more or less past the kitchen window.
Another way to get onto, or off, the roof? We like it!!... ha ha.
The cockatoos liked it, too, and to try and reduce the amount of squabbling amongst them - My ramp! No! My ramp! I put in a second ramp...
Again, a very well received idea, even if it didn't reduce the volume or amount of squabbling, ha ha.
But it's not all about the cockatoos... ha ha.
On the right, on the broader ramp, there's Mother possum, and on the left, little Three possum...
I suppose that putting food on the bridge, at the bottom of the ramps only makes it more attractive... ha ha.
It's a strange sight, the pair of them coming down the ramps like large hairy caterpillars...
The bridge is wide enough to accommodate them, should they decide to step off the ramps, but no, they're possums...
They have to cling, somewhat precariously, to the ramps, and eat...
It's only when they've managed to devour about half of what's there that they'll move into a more comfortable position.
I knew I made the bridge that wide for a reason - it's so that Mum can sit down and get some serious eating done, and little Three can still squeeze past her, looking for any morsels that Mum has missed... ha ha.
(And from there it's a short journey across a bridge and down a ramp to... Oh! Look at that! a big table with food on it! ha ha).
They're spoilt, undeniably, ha ha.
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