Last weekend we took the kids to West Coast Game Park Safari on the Oregon coast to see the animals. The baby snow leopard was the cutest thing ever. So was the baby bobcat.
But Quinn was most excited by the possum, especially since everyone got to pass it around. The instructions were to let it snuggle against your chest.
I had absolutely NO intention of holding the thing, but when Quinn passed it to Leif the hand-off was a little awkward and the poor possum looked stressed so I scooped it up to calm it down. (Odds are that you'll never hear me say that on this blog again!) None of my pictures show its tail. The face and claws might pass for cute, but that thick scaly tail was just too much for me.
To be fair, this was a very nice possum. My previous encounters with her species haven't gone nearly as well. Now that I know they help to control the tick population, I'm feeling kinder towards the possums in our yard. I'd just rather not see them.