This little bugger and his mate decided our canvas tent roof was a Big4 jumping pillow last night!
While I was google-ing “possum-pie recipies” at 2am this morning, Kaz was being more constructive and found that they hate Cayenne Pepper and those old moth-ball things my mum used to put in the wardrobe. Good stuff!
Our tent smells like a Cajun grandma tonight but we will hopefully have no visitors! #ireallylovenature
Edit: The next morning… possums win 😧 We have packed up and moved sites.