I'd sooo love it if there was a chick in that shower at the exact point in time.
Hi pgc hunter,
You don't know how close that was to reality.
There have been others where two young ladies were joined by a bloodthirsty possum in the lounge room. It chewed a hole through the plasterboard from inside the cavity wall.
The two young ladies (chicks, for pgc hunter) abandoned the house and refused to return. They stayed in the neighbour's house for the night.
Just to debunk any stereotypes, I can tell you that there is no way a mere possum would force my wife out of the shower, far less from her nice warm bed. We do a lot of camping and have had to deal with presumptious possums on a quite a few occassions.
In WA we camped at small spot where there was a sign on the tree saying "Smedley's Lair". Hmm, wonder who Smedley is? We found out at dinner time when he dropped in for a bite of our food. Hitting him hard enough to knock him off the table didn't discourage him. Pinning him to the table and wacking him about a bit before picking him up and throwing him as far as possible didn't work. In fact he hit the ground facing the table and already running!! Eventually we completed dinner, put all the food in the car and he disappeared.
On another occassion we were in a camp ground whene we heard a fuss from the next site. I went over to discover a group of German tourists (men and women mind you) who had been scared off their dinner by a possum. 'Is it dangerous?' they asked. I demonstrated the correct removal technique (pick up and fling in one action so they don't get a chance to scratch) and they were OK after that.
The biggest and the meanest Possum I have seen was in a deserted farm house in NZ, it was about 3/4 the size of a big Alsatian dog and the longest claws I have ever seen and a temper like you would not believe and it was not frightened or scared it tried to attack us, we got out there fast, if it came in my front door I would bee going out the back door reel fast
Vars:scared :
The biggest and the meanest Possum I have seen was in a deserted farm house in NZ, it was about 3/4 the size of a big Alsatian dog and the longest claws I have ever seen and a temper like you would not believe and it was not frightened or scared it tried to attack us, we got out there fast, if it came in my front door I would bee going out the back door reel fast
Vars:scared :
That wasn't a possum...that was a dropbear. They're the same as a small marsupial lion....similar to Wakaleo spp.
The only thing that spoils that poster is the 1 900 number you have to call to claim your 'cat'. I wonder how many people actually called the number and got hit with an unexpected phone charge?
Perhaps it's just viral marketing although I couldn't begin to guess what they're trying to sell
That wasn't a possum...that was a dropbear. They're the same as a small marsupial lion....similar to Wakaleo spp.
Years ago we had a visiting pommie tech in the lab. The other person there was a chinese woman who had been in Oz for a few years. When he finished with us he had to get a hire car and drive from Wollongong to Canberra. He had looked at a map and was concerned about the great distance between towns and what would happen if the car broke down in such an isolated spot.
So I kindly gave him some outback survival tips. After a while I got to staying out of the scorching sun but being wary of which tree he stood under. I explained that he should look for signs that roos had been about because, if they had, there might be a drop bear in the tree lying in ambush. You see they have very poor eyesight and so may mistake you for a roo. They will drop down and before you can react they will bite the back of your neck and break your spinal cord. He went slightly pale. The chinese woman was behind him trying not to laugh out loud. He responded that he would stay in the car and not risk such a fate. I heard from him later so I suppose he survived the wilds of the Hume Hwy unscathed.
Its not only possums that chew their way in. I had a mouse plague in a house I lived in here in Geraldton. Trapped about a dozen of em and they still kept coming. Checked all the usual entry points but nothing. Then one day walking down the hall I noticed a small hole in the ceiling, the little blighters were literally "dropping in" from the roof space.
After a while I got to staying out of the scorching sun but being wary of which tree he stood under. I explained that he should look for signs that roos had been about because, if they had, there might be a drop bear in the tree lying in ambush. You see they have very poor eyesight and so may mistake you for a roo. They will drop down and before you can react they will bite the back of your neck and break your spinal cord. He went slightly pale. The chinese woman was behind him trying not to laugh out loud. He responded that he would stay in the car and not risk such a fate. I heard from him later so I suppose he survived the wilds of the Hume Hwy unscathed. 
