Mar 13, 2014
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Matt would be familiar with Psephotus gloria if his thesis encompasses east coast mainland parrots.
Lucky dog – you saw the Tassie trees before they all go after Saturday. Just like the 100km of melaleucas Newman has cut down on the Bruce Highway median strip for “safety” reasons
Awww. Thanks for sharing FD. As you feel about Perameles gunnii (gunnii!), I feel about this cartoob. This is a van into which I will gladly lurch.
Such a lovely “get in the van” FD. (sniffle)
It’s left a definite hint of moisture in my eye.
Did you see any feral Abetz while you were combing through that bush?
We had bandicoots in the back yard in Sydney. I think the owls found them.
Nocturnal, lives for just two to three years and is not gregarious. It all seems so resigned and well-behaved. Imagine how gregarious we’d be if we were nocturnal and lived for just two to three years.
How awesome is the Masked Lapwing? And nothing like the Plover.
Did the bandicoot do any interpretive dance? Not even an interpretation of Toady’s and Will’s (who?) impending arboreal carnage?
Oh, and Scientists rock!
Nice story First Dog. Close encounters with special things like that always leave a lasting memory.
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@ Michael, one winter’s night a few years back I heard a fair bit of clanging and clattering going on outside the back door which I thought I’d better investigate. I opened the door, turned the outside light on and saw four long-nosed bandicoots (the species that turns up in Sydney) surrounding one of our dogs’ steel food bowls that I’d forgotten I’d left out there, two of them *inside* the bowl. When the light came on they stopped what they were doing and all four gave me a sort of old-fashioned look, as if to say “Yes? Was there something?” I sort of shuffled and cleared my throat a bit, like you do when you’ve been put on the spot and don’t quite know how to proceed. After a second or two’s pause, I sort of mumbled and apologised for the interruption, turned the light off and shut the door. I swear they all had a good laugh after I’d gone.
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