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Racquet

racquet1Everybody loves Racquet and Racquet loves everybody. He was found on the side of road with a severe head injury and fractured jaw, severely dehydrated, semi-conscious and covered in maggot eggs. He was 15 kg and was brought to us around midnight last summer . The vet thought his prognosis was poor. Because of his fractured jaw he had to be syringe fed for several months. He had  vertigo for a number of weeks.

Racquet is  a very ‘laid -back ‘kind of kangaroo  – the Fonz of the kangaroo world .  He loves cuddles ,loves the girls , loves everybody.Whenever things seem tough  a cuddle from Racquet is guaranteed to make the world seem brighter .

Manar

manar2 Manar came into our care around midnight 18 months ago. She was 25 kg with a severe compound skull fracture, fractured jaw and head injury from an MVA. She was barely alive and subsequently had four operations on her skull, jaw and mouth and had antibiotics and was syringe fed for months. She had to have an infected tooth removed. Her weight fell to 17 kgs before it began to increase .manar3

 

 

 

Manar required close one-on-one rehabilitation attention for 12 months. She had a liking for sweet corn and developed a friendship with one of our rescued lambs. When she sufficiently recovered she enjoyed sleeping in a hollow log in our wombat nursery enclosure.manar1

Wilma’s Story

The snow lay lightly on the surrounding hills on a frosty July morning when the call for a wombat rescue came in. The prospects for a successful rescue did not seem good when told by the wildlife rescue line caller that the mother had been killed the night before. With overnight temperatures at minus six, there was little movement in the pouch. One very small pink arm lay dangling motionless outside the pouch in the freezing air.

The snow lay lightly on the surrounding hills on a frosty July morning when the call for a wombat rescue came in…

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Denton takes the Wheel

Not your typical wombat

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Denton was never your typical wombat. Named because of  the dental and other surgery to fix a fractured jaw when his mother was killed by a motor vehicle, he was happiest sleeping in a backpack.

Denton was never your typical wombat. Named because of  the dental and other surgery to fix a fractured jaw when his mother was killed by a motor vehicle, he was happiest sleeping in a backpack. Initially this was alright but as he continued to grow this soon became impractical. ‘Attack’ was his mode of operation with anything that moved and several of us have the scars on our legs to prove it. He would get up on his hind legs and bring his teeth down into your flesh. He was impossible to outrun and he would knock our in-care kangaroo joeys over like nine pins given half a chance.

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