01/09/2026
Possums amaze us at their adaptability to survive in their ever shrinking habitat as our urban developments are ever expanding.
However at times they need our help. Over the last couple of weeks I have been called on to help these two.
One a ringtail possum that unfortunately whilst using the popular ‘possum highway’ (powerlines) to travel above our busy roads to get from one tree to the next, it must have touched a second line and become electrocuted. His injuries were horrific when he was found in someone’s backyard a couple of days later. Still alive but hunched over covered in flies and maggots.
One front paw had been cooked with only dried bone remaining. The back leg on the same side had been snapped and twisted almost completely around with an obvious burn mark across the poor possum’s torso. (I won’t include a picture of this injury , it’s too confronting). The pain he would have been in would have been immense as he was being slowly eaten alive by maggots, clearly unable to climb a tree or forage for food.
I gently picked him up rushing him to an emergency vet for sedation and euthanasia.
The second case was a brushtail possum that had unexpectedly ended up inside a garbage truck. I received the urgent call one morning. The driver had luckily spotted the possum in his mirror scrambling up out of the compacter onto the arm of the truck as it was lifting up rubbish bins, and immediately stopped the truck and pulled over. Assuming the possum had been inside one of the bins and was emptied with the garbage into the crushing compactor.
When I arrived I found the confused possum climbing amongst the machinery with greasy matted fur. I gently caught her and took her straight to Kay at Wild Days Wildlife Shelter for assessment as she didn’t appear to have life threatening injuries but no doubt was suffering from stress at the very least.
Kay did a thorough examination when I arrived finding the possum had burn marks on both of her paws and one foot, (likely from the mechanics in the truck), along with signs of trauma to her hips. The saddest find though was that from the look of her pouch and teat size, she had it appears had a pair of babies in there estimated to be around 300g each . They were both gone, assumed fallen out inside the truck compactor which by now was back working emptying bins and crushing the contents of them.
Should I have searched for possible babies at the time I rescued the mother possum? Would they have still been alive? We will never know. Their mother would be mourning their loss as she recovers in the expert care of Kay.
Latest update is that she is recovering well and will be able to be released soon. Luckily the driver of the truck was able to provide a fairly accurate address of approximately where she had been picked up so we know where to take her back to.
This is the way of wildlife rescue. Mostly heartbreak sadly but the ones that we do end up saving to be able to be released again make the heartbreak a little easier to take.