Here are some old shots of Crinkle Cut and her joey Podge. I haven't seen Podge for a long while, so I suspect he's had a close encounter of the carpet snake kind. Either that or one of my reckless neighbours has flattened him while driving too fast on this narrow rainforest road.
Podge liked to stay close to his mum, although he would make occasional forays onto the patio if he could smell something cooking. Unlike Crinkle Cut, he wasn't adventurous enough to wander into the house and raid the kitchen bin. This was probably a Good Thing.
Mum and joey would greet each other with mutual grooming of head and neck. Crinkle Cut always paid particular attention to her son's ears. (No pics, unfortunately.)
Podge would try to reciprocate, but couldn't quite reach ...