There was a girl possum with a young one about two weeks older than Pyrex that was here one night a couple of weeks back.
It seems to be a popular time of year to get the little ones out and running around. Or trying to wriggle back into the pouch, ha ha.
Somewhere I have a a photo of Takeaway with, I think, her first baby. She's walking along a bridge, and there's an extra leg sticking out, ha ha.
I don't know how they manage to get back into the pouch, once they're that size, but they do.
There were a few evenings where little Pyrex would say "That's it, I've had my thirty seconds out, clinging to your back, I want to get back into the pouch, now...".
That's a sight, ha ha.
"I want to get back into the pouch, Here!", regardless of how wide the bridge might be, or whether or not Mum's prepared, "No, I want to do this Now!". That's caused me a few heart stopping moments, ha ha.
I found this online, a good illustration I think.
They constantly amaze me. A not so little possum squeezing itself into a pouch that seems too small for it, and, as often as not it would seem, with no regard for Mum's comfort, too.
She patiently endures the process, helping where she can, and it sits somewhat at odds to the Takeaway that I know so well, who will charge, roaring aggressively at "intruders"; the world's worst landlady.
Motherhood softens her, ha ha.
At a very rough guess, working that young Pyrex is about four months old, and will be here until she's about six months old, if I give Takeaway a couple of months to get back on her feet, so to speak, then that's about four months. Given another say three months, on the principle that she'll breed again that quickly, I could be in a position to see another curly little tail sticking out of Mum's belly in about May.
But knowing Takeaway as I do, those dates are so elastic it isn't funny.
I'd like to say "I've got about so many months to teach myself how to take decent photos in low light", I'd like to say that, but I'm working in Possum Time, now and that bears very little similarity to "People Time".
Or she'll do what she did this time - I thought she had a bit of a bulge, maybe a month or so along, and within days there was a little tail, and a little leg poking out. So much for my estimate, ha ha.
Am I going to get a decent photo? Only (Possum) time will tell, ha ha.
Going back some years, there was a sweet shop (I think) in an arcade in Melbourne City.
They had a small, animated figure, a little man with a cane and he'd tap against the glass with it.
It's an interesting way of getting people's attention, ha ha.
Over the years, his repetitive tapping against the glass caused a small hole to appear, and I remember the shop owners having to replace the entire pane.
I'm reminded of this because I have a cockatoo at my kitchen window who is determinedly tapping on it, and if I don't go and do something about it, I may well find myself in need of a glazier...
"Are you sure you want the extra thick glass for this pane?".
"Trust me, mate, just trust me. It sees a lot of wear and tear, ha ha".
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Going back some years, there was a sweet shop (I think) in an arcade in Melbourne City.
They had a small, animated figure, a little man with a cane and he'd tap against the glass with it.
It's an interesting way of getting people's attention, ha ha.
Over the years, his repetitive tapping against the glass caused a small hole to appear, and I remember the shop owners having to replace the entire pane.
He was originally in Alexander's men's clothing shop Ecar. He has been restored and now taps away in Haigh's chocolate store in the Block Arcade (without the metal tip)
I loved watching him when I was little. They ended up putting
an extra thick piece of glass where he tapped.
Gerry Gee sang the jingle "where the little man taps, taps, taps on the window"
