Feeding time for possum

I have a brush-tailed possum living in the roof cavity of the studio outbuilding in my garden. No access to actual roof of studio so that's OK. Previous owners built a little landing shelf and access strip to the finial, so it's been a den for many years. At nightfall, possum emerges, runs along access strip, clambers up the finial, scampers across the studio roof and away into the trees. It's a female, I call her Precious, cos she is! She had a little baby, a real little Poppet (guess what his name was...) who poked his head out trying to get round her for the fruit trimmings I feed each evening. He grew and grew into a hungry teenager and was assertive in coming out first, Mum was struggling to get a look in. So funny to see the roles reversed. I knew he was male because of the copper colouring over his chest and shoulders. He's gone now, hopefully safely to set up home elsewhere, don't like to think of the alternative... Here's Precious having a light breakfast before she sets off; she was waiting for me...