Saturday, September 22, 2012

Kangaroo Relationships - Merrilyn Part 28

All joeys are beautiful creatures, but some steal your heart more than others.  Merrilyn had stolen my heart from the very beginning, and now Blossom was the second of the many joeys I had raised, that touched me just a little bit deeper. She had the same effect on Merrilyn.
From the first minute that their noses touched, Merrilyn became her guardian.  In Part 24 I talked about this developing relationship and it fascinated me as my observations of the wild kangaroos on my property was that they did not readily take to each other.

The only solid relationships were between mother and joey, and once the joey was out of the pouch and fully weaned there was no longer any physical contact unless it was a cuff with a paw if the joey ventured back too close to its mother.  If a joey was orphaned it either survived by itself or died.  Only once have I seen a wild mother take on a joey that was not its own, and all it allowed was the joey to stay reasonably close and that seemed enough to enable that joey to survive.

So why did Merrilyn feel the need to be so close to this new joey?  They had come from the same area so perhaps they shared a father and something was telling them there was a connection?  We'll never know, but it seemed wherever Blossom was, Merrilyn was in the background.
You may recall from Part 24 that Blossom had managed to injure her toe.  She spent a good of time in her pouch recovering and Merrilyn was generally on guard.
The other member of the Three Musketeers who also seemed besotted was the lovely Bonking Bob.  He too spent time on guard.
Those who read last week's post will be pleased to know that Bob was ever the gentleman with Blossom so no issues there.  Once the toe healed the two girls started to roam again.
Drought was a real problem and our frog pond was becoming a frog puddle!  The rocks in the background show where the water level should be.
The dam too was disappearing.  I was asked whether kangaroos can swim.  They certainly can, though they seemed to prefer to simply wade in and then out to cool off in the heat.  All the kangaroos, wild and released, were extremely grateful for both the frog pond and the dam during these hard times.  Times were good too as Blossom had recovered and continued to grow, and Merrilyn, Buster and Bob were living free and surviving.  I only hoped the good times would last and that rain would come.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Bonking Bob - Merrilyn Part 27

Remember our third musketeer, Bob? Poor Bob was a problem child from the day he arrived, (Part 11), firstly rebuilding his health, and then his foot in mouth issues, (Part 14) and then being stung by bees, (Part 16), but you simply couldn't help loving him.  Bob was a character!

The three of them, Merrilyn, Buster and Bob, were always together.

That's Merrilyn on the left - never one to share..., Bob in the middle and lovely, gentle Buster on the right.  Though, as you know from Part 21, the joeys had now all been fully weaned from their bottles, at this point we were in the grip of a severe drought and so we offered them supplementary goat pellets to help them through.

As well as The Three Musketeers, they were also affectionately known as The Three Bums! Bob still in the middle and never as healthy looking as the other two.

Bob loved the water.  Here he is in our dam.  On hot days he loved to soak himself to cool off.
He also loved to lay on his back and well...have a scratch.... He and Buster were always together and then one day we spotted something quite extraordinary
We knew Buster was one of the sweetest, most gentle kangaroos we'd raised, but that he was putting up with this was quite something and what was Bob thinking??

Fortunately Bob wasn't actually making real contact, and we're not sure even lovely Buster would have put up with that!  All Buster did was stop eating his pellets and wait patiently for the urge to be worked out of Bob's system.

Despite Bob's very inappropriate advances to Buster, they remained firm friends and we are not sure what Buster whispered in Bob's ear but this occasion was the only one we caught sight of such behaviour and Bob moved on to bonking the patio furniture and anything else that stood still long enough!
So from that day on he was affectionately known as Bonking Bob!

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