Caught Red Handed

I knew something was eating my plants. The ginger was munched on, and a small banana plant was chewed to the ground. I blamed it on my husband, but I figured it was the work of a opossum that took up residence under the shed. This morning I woke and found the real culprit caught in the act:

On one hand, I'm sure the poor thing is thirsty. It hasn't really rained here in about a month and a half. On the other hand, when he munches on it tomorrow, I think it will have a distinct chili pepper kick to it.