Cathy has a resident possum who comes to eat scraps from her bird feeder. It's a girl and from the noises I hear in the spare room, she has lots of suitors. I haven't seen my possum for ages but occasionally I hear it land on Vinnie's roof in the middle of the night, or at least I hope it's the possum. One night it woke me then 20 mins later when I'd got back to sleep a large frog landed on my bare leg - not a restful night.
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