I've mentioned before that Rufus and Rusty have different personalities and that Rufus is a lot easier to feed now that he laps from a spoon. Below are a couple of pics of them. I'll leave it up to you to decide who's who.
Unfortunately, when I got up on Wednesday morning, Rusty had died. He'd never been as exhuberant as Rufus and the night before it was harder than usual to get him to drink his milk. Even so, it was a shock to find he'd died. We're getting used to the fact that a lot of animals die in care, simply because of the stress it causes them. With Rufus though it was a bit harder to take because he was such a cute little guy.
So Rufus is alone again for the time being. Because he's spent some time with another possum his own age, it's even more important that he gets another to keep him company. It just so happens that Natasja, our co-ordinator has another one that needs to be paired up, so we'll be picking him up tomorrow.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
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