From here on out I want to be known as the "Possum Midwife." Here are the details.....
So as my husband and I were headed to work this morning he mentioned that he had a "circle of life" story for me. He went on to say that while he was walking the dogs he came across a dead Possum. That's not such an unusual thing in Georgia but this is not an ordinary dead Possum story. This deceased Marsupial had living babies. My husband told me he could tell because her belly (pouch) was moving.
It's moments like this I am reminded that my husband is from Georgia and I am a Yankee. His "circle of life" is my "please help these babies survive." I have a very soft heart for animals and regularly remove spiders from my home humanely and can't drive by a stray animal.
Immediately I called my friend Cherie Bland who knows everyone in rescue and volunteers much of her time with Macon Bibb Animal Welfare. I also called the shelter and sought their advice and it was decided that I should contact a state certified wildlife rehabilitator. These are people certified by the state to take injured and orphaned wildlife and care for them. But time was of the essence and I came to the conclusion that the Possum's first rescuer was going to be me.