Mango season

Those of you who know how much the local wildlife torment me will guess what's happened. Six mangoes ripening on the tree this year. Well protected from animal pirates, I thought. Came out this morning and found the possum who has been a stranger all year has come back for its summer holidays. I quickly harvested the rest of the crop, even though they aren't fully ripe. A couple of hours later this mango had fully disappeared, even the stone. Not a sign nor sound of the round-eyed furry imp.