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*Dowitcher dance*
Aug. 12th, 2005 04:50 pmSaw one during the tour today! YAY! I was really wanting to see a dowitcher again before I left.
Well now, last night happened. I didn't get to bed till late because of it. So what happened.
- We drove into town and Stu confessed all his frustrations with love and it was just so cute. He got along really well with a girl who was recently up here and is heartbroken cuz she's not single, but hey, she may be sometime. I think he should go for it.
- We went to the Mecure for dinner. I'd seen a great looking menu at the visitors centre. I think the menu was for the Mangrove though, not the Mecure - oops. Anyway, I had the lamb shanks and these were the biggest shanks I had ever seen and the meat just melted off the bone. VERY yummy.
- We then went shopping for groceries. And got distracted by the hair colour. Chris ended up buying a blue shade, Stu a purple and me a red. One night we're all gonna colour our hair and just turn up the next morning to see Ricki's reaction.
- Driving home, a few kms down the dirt road, I see a possum on the road and think "That's a huge possum!" Chris swerves to miss it and as we get closer we realise what it actually is. A hit wallaby, still thrashing on the ground. We didn't have anything to wrap the poor thing in but Stu managed to just hold onto it. We phone Jan - the wildlife carer in town and rushed back into town. Not far from her place our wallaby began to struggle more, which was hopeful. She was skin and bones (it hasn't been a good year food wise for some) but only bleeding a little from the mouth.
We brought her in and she was placed on a quilt on the floor. Next to an even less fortunate wallaby who had also been hit but was bleeding much more badly and also thrashing about. It was due to be euthanised. Jan gave our wallaby some valium and went to prepare a drip. When she returned to place the drip in she removed the blanket (which was over her head too to cut out the light) and just said "She's gone." In those few short minutes she'd died. The saddest thing of all was a tiny joey still alive in the pouch, but way too small to be hand raised.
On a happier note we got to pat and cradle a baby red roo (which will grow up to a blue flier considering her pale grey colouring) and a joey euro, who was the cutest thing on earth I reckon, such big eyes! She also had a western grey out the back and a black-headed python. Beautiful animals.
Didn't get home till 11:30 because of that. And we're all wondering what kind of a bastard hits a wallaby and leaves it to thrash around and die on the road.
Well now, last night happened. I didn't get to bed till late because of it. So what happened.
- We drove into town and Stu confessed all his frustrations with love and it was just so cute. He got along really well with a girl who was recently up here and is heartbroken cuz she's not single, but hey, she may be sometime. I think he should go for it.
- We went to the Mecure for dinner. I'd seen a great looking menu at the visitors centre. I think the menu was for the Mangrove though, not the Mecure - oops. Anyway, I had the lamb shanks and these were the biggest shanks I had ever seen and the meat just melted off the bone. VERY yummy.
- We then went shopping for groceries. And got distracted by the hair colour. Chris ended up buying a blue shade, Stu a purple and me a red. One night we're all gonna colour our hair and just turn up the next morning to see Ricki's reaction.
- Driving home, a few kms down the dirt road, I see a possum on the road and think "That's a huge possum!" Chris swerves to miss it and as we get closer we realise what it actually is. A hit wallaby, still thrashing on the ground. We didn't have anything to wrap the poor thing in but Stu managed to just hold onto it. We phone Jan - the wildlife carer in town and rushed back into town. Not far from her place our wallaby began to struggle more, which was hopeful. She was skin and bones (it hasn't been a good year food wise for some) but only bleeding a little from the mouth.
We brought her in and she was placed on a quilt on the floor. Next to an even less fortunate wallaby who had also been hit but was bleeding much more badly and also thrashing about. It was due to be euthanised. Jan gave our wallaby some valium and went to prepare a drip. When she returned to place the drip in she removed the blanket (which was over her head too to cut out the light) and just said "She's gone." In those few short minutes she'd died. The saddest thing of all was a tiny joey still alive in the pouch, but way too small to be hand raised.
On a happier note we got to pat and cradle a baby red roo (which will grow up to a blue flier considering her pale grey colouring) and a joey euro, who was the cutest thing on earth I reckon, such big eyes! She also had a western grey out the back and a black-headed python. Beautiful animals.
Didn't get home till 11:30 because of that. And we're all wondering what kind of a bastard hits a wallaby and leaves it to thrash around and die on the road.
