An occasional blog about natural history, travel, books and writing ... and anything else that catches my attention.
Oh to be a pademelon....Sure beats staggering around in a swamp with a spray pack and a dicky knee....
They've definitely got it easy here! I'm still trying to train them to do maintenance jobs but this is what happens.
Do they always have that meditative look on their faces? Very cute!
It looks as if they sit there all day making gnomic utterances at passersby (e.g. me, the turkeys and the grey-headed robins). But I think they're just snoozing.
...om made pademelon om...
Oh, Meggs! That was simultaneously groan-worthy and wonderful!Wish I'd thought of it.
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