A creature that can terrify you just by scowling is not "cute." But I can understand how her attitude changed completely when she saw the babies. It's empathy for a critter who's just trying to keep her family together and safe. Still, I can't stand possums. I've been surprised by too many big ones in my attic or basement or trees that were way too close and I didn't see until they moved. That's unnerving.
In my previous career, I always called myself a disc jockey because it was pretty straightforward. Then some begin referring to us -or themselves- as "air personalities," which I thought was overly pretentious. I am not a personality, although I have one. It was another way of boosting an employee's ego instead of paying them decently. I happen to know that in several places, we were called "the help" behind our backs.