Category: Life

Mum and I took Amy to the wildlife park yesterday. Well actually, Mum wanted to show the ‘Flat Stanleys ‘ the animals and Amy and I were just tagging along. (Mum’s Flat Stanleys came from 2 little boys in America who requested to please please show them the animals)

We’re good like that.

So firstly we saw the Blue Tongue Lizards. I personally adore Blue Tongue’s and we used to have one living in the yard (in the old house). I miss her.

We got to see Koalas and we were so pleased to see them awake. They must just have been given new eucalyptus leaves to munch on.

Then, the big rarity, an albino wallaby. Albino animals never survive for very long in the wild, because their stark whiteness makes them stand out to predators. If I remember correctly, this one was actually born at the park and made headlines.

As we wandered into the free-range wildlife area, Mum and I found ourselves increasingly nervous. Unlike the tourists that were around, we know how vicious kangaroos can get. Yes, I KNOW these ones have been all hand raised and are used to people feeding them, that still didn’t stop me wanting to walk away (quickly) as they snuffled all over Amy looking for feed. (The park gives out small bags of pellets especially for the wallabies/kangaroos/geese/peacocks that are about.)

See? Very very nervous. We ended up throwing some pellets on the ground and seeking a spot that had a few less kangaroos (which are very big) around. Maybe some wallabies. Wallabies are nice and small.

This one that I am feeding (and photographing. Watch me multitask!) wasn’t backwards in coming forwards. She placed her front feet on my stomach in her quest to get more food, making me more nervous because her claws! You should have seen her claws! And she was looking for food! On me! Eeek!

Anyway we walked away unscathed (OBVIOUSLY!) and I took a photo of her claws just to show you HOW kangaroos can disembowel a person or a dog in a matter of seconds.

The wombats were rather sleepy as they are a nocturnal animal, but this one did eventually wake up and wander around. My photographs of that sucked though.

Now, I couldn’t do a post about wildlife without showing you a real! live! Tasmanian Devil.

Oh wait! That was the boring information. Sorry. What they don’t mention on there is that Devils are mostly carrion eaters ie: roadkill. They also say how uncommon they are. The last place we lived at we had devils hanging aroung quite alot. I never managed to get a photo though. We must have been living in a devil hot-spot!

Don’t be fooled by how cute they are, Devils are vicious! Devils are also suffering from a Devil Facial Tumour Disease that is killing the population. The DFTD is actually a type of cancer, unfortunately the devil population has become so inbred that the cancer doesn’t differentiate between different devils. So when they fight and bite each other, they pass the disease along. Very very nasty.

The Devils here at the park though are all clear for the disease. Thank goodness.

Amy had good fun, until she realised that there was a sausage sizzle that we weren’t invited to attend (it was for carers who bring up the injured animals) and she wasn’t going to get free food. She rather liked patting the kangaroos ears, even though my heart was thumping lots. The paths at the park weren’t really conducive to Toddler walking (very knotty and bumpy. Also quite steep in places) I tried to let Amy wander as much as possible.

Here she is, running away.

What I haven’t shown you – The Emus , because my photos weren’t fantastic. The Sulphur Crested Cockatoo , whom I swear was trying to dig an escape hole. The Yellow Tailed Black Cockatoos who had been hit by cars and can’t fly anymore.

Even worse were the Wedge Tailed Eagles . The pair (only one was in the pen, I know there used to be a second one, but now I wonder if it has died?) were victims of shooting attacks and were unable to be rehabilitated because of the extent of their injuries. There are only 70 pairs of Wedge Tails left in Tasmania and they are a distinct strain of their species.

There were Quolls. One Spotted Tailed Quoll (which I hadn’t seen since I was a kid) and one Eastern Spotted Quoll (which we used to see alot of).

Amy also got to say hello to the Peacocks and the Cape Barren Geese . She insisted that the geese were ducks though.

Amy does love her ducks.

As we headed home, Amy was tired and sulky. However she fell straight asleep as soon as she got into her bed.

Poor sulky girl.

Hee!

Welcome to my weekly winners as hosted by the gorgeous Lotus . I don’t have many words today so I will let the photos do the talking.

Although there are alot of photos, I tried to make them as

I played with the black and white alot this week.

And we had some awesome sunsets.

Seven and Amy played, lots.

And we had some gorgeous mornings. With fog and frost and drips.

Amy loves her slide. Even when it is wet and cold.

Seven is a bat?

Sunsets. Gorgeous.

The highway that runs past our property.

Yeah, did I mention the sunsets?

You know how when you are looking for one thing, you inevitably find another? Well…

Yesterday I was in the shower and Nathan came rushing in telling me we had a problem.

‘We have MICE!’

‘How do you know?’

‘I saw one. Der.’

‘Oh okay. Ummm, let the cats inside then and we will buy some traps when we go out.’

‘Uh huh.’

Bear in mind I was trying to wash my hair while we had this conversation.

Little did we know that mice were going to be the least of our worries. Heh.

Soon after I got out of the shower, we had a good look at where the mouse had disappeared.

Nathan pulled back the lino in the dining room and peered into the mouse swallowing gap. Nothing. He pulled back the lino further and discovered! a board. Not just any board though, it was a board covering A HOLE. In my floor. Where someone had put their foot through the floorboards and never bothered to patch it up.

Wait though, it gets better.

Guess what we found in the hole? Go on, guess.

Water!

So you know, when Mum said that walking through my house (with it’s slightly uneven floors) was like being at sea, she wasn’t far wrong.

Thanks Mum.

Sooooooo, after my parents showed up (Mum armed with a container of tadpoles, just in case we couldn’t fix it), we set to work pulling up part of the floor and digging a drain to let the water out.

It was muddy and messy and did I mention the mud?

Oh god, the mud.

The water turned out to be grey water that was flooding back under the house because the drain was built by a fucking moron built exactly level with the house and EVERYONE knows that water won’t run up hill.

You know, this might explains the slightly musty smell that we couldn’t get rid of.

Heh.

I did suggest to Nathan that we just pull the entire floor out, plant reeds, let some frogs go and call it an ‘Indoor Outdoor’ area. I really wanted to watch frogs while sitting inside.

Sniff.

(I may very possibly be more my mothers daughter than I think.)

But anyway, we dug a drain and let the water out. The really muddy part came when the drain filled up and had to be emptied with buckets, so that MORE water could come out.

And then more water.

Is it bad that I could carry on a conversation with Nathan and Dad while I was outside and they were inside? I have to growl at Dad publicly for throwing bits of rubble through the hole at me.

Thanks Dad.

So I have come to the conclusion that whoever built the house was an idiot, because honestly, who digs a house shaped hole, lays flagstones (Yes, I said FLAGSTONES, not concrete or footings) and then puts a house exactly level with the yard.

I mean, honestly?!

This is AFTER I rinsed my hands. Thank god I don’t keep my fingernails long.

And mud is good for the skin, right?

Anyway, we now need to concrete the entire dining room, very soon. You know, before the floor collapses from dry rot and we drown.

The aftermath outside. See? An inside pond with reeds and frogs wouldn’t be such a bad thing after all.

At least until I discovered frogs in my socks.

Maybe I should be breeding trout instead.

Weekly Winners as hosted by Lotus.

Today was a rather busy day. We spent alot of it covered in mud, but you will have to wait for tomorrow to hear about that. (It is a bad bad thing, but it makes for good blog material. Typical. hehe)

Look Mummy! I’m so strong!

What? You followed me?

Amy thinks we are being too loud.

Seven is kicking back in front of the fire.

I know, I know, not many photos. AGAIN! I’m sorry. Tomorrow will be filled with renovations and mud. Trust me, it is dirty.

See more Weekly Winners here.

Susan from Momabetes (she also can be found at James and the Giant Moose) tagged me for a meme.

I know, I know, you hate me. I hardly ever do memes.

Instructions…

1) Write your own six word memoir;
2) Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you’d like;
3) Link to the person that tagged you in your post, and to the original post if possible so we can track it as it travels across the blogosphere;
4) Tag at least five more blogs with links; and
5) Leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play!

Lets see, a 6 word memoir.

Needs more sleep to function normally.

No?

Or we could try…

May explode under stressful circumstances. Avoid.

Or or or!

Needs chocolate and hugs to function.

But the one that seems to fit me best is…

Amazing cook, indifferent housewife, fantastic mother.

You can find examples of my amazing cooking here.

My terrible housekeeping here.

And my mothering skills here. (Okay so that link? Is more like my negotiation skills, but you know. Negotiation is a big part of motherhood, right?)

So there! I am not going to tag anyone for this (heh, you know I just can’t be bothered doing all the links and all the comments right?), however I invite you to share your six word memoir in my comments. Or not. As you see fit.

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As a side note, Nathan and I just finished watching the movie Planet of Terror.

There is alot (a freaking lot!) of gore and I watched a good portion of the movie with my eyes covered, but if you can cope with that kind of thing I highly recommend the movie.

It is so fucking funny. I pissed myself laughing through most of it.

Have you seen it? What did you think?