Hiddenvale Possum
As we left Cotton's we made our way across the lawn between the tennis court and the gardens that lined the verandah. We startled a possum that was hungrily devouring a mango. A mango that had dropped from a nearby tree. The young possum so 
intent on its fresh, mango, supper that he was unaware of our approach. Instinct stronger than its need to finish its dinner it scampered up the closest tree. Its wistful eyes caught in the camera's flash peered down at us. The fallen treasure abandoned on the ground with little teeth marks scaring its flesh. A selfish desire to stay an watch the possum's antics was quickly ignored. The possum stared at us fro
m the safety of the overhead tree branch while his dinner lay at our feet. We had dined at Cotton's and now it was the possum's time to dine too. The three of us left quietly hoping that the possum would resume its meal in peace.
intent on its fresh, mango, supper that he was unaware of our approach. Instinct stronger than its need to finish its dinner it scampered up the closest tree. Its wistful eyes caught in the camera's flash peered down at us. The fallen treasure abandoned on the ground with little teeth marks scaring its flesh. A selfish desire to stay an watch the possum's antics was quickly ignored. The possum stared at us fro
m the safety of the overhead tree branch while his dinner lay at our feet. We had dined at Cotton's and now it was the possum's time to dine too. The three of us left quietly hoping that the possum would resume its meal in peace.
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