The female, Paloma, hangs out with the cats during the daylight hours. I speak softly to her, and she has no fear of me any more. She intensely watches me interact with my cats, petting and "kootchi koooing" them. She knows I'm no threat.
Pablo and their little one, "Scruffy" (man, is he!) come out at sundown, and aren't nearly as comfortable around people.
I figured that if I named them, Dom won't shoot them. I catch him swinging a broom near them every once and awhile! I keep telling him that they're "God's Little Creatures".
|Pablo and Paloma Possum|
|Paloma with her Ham Bone|
|Paloma in the Foreground and Pablo in the Back|