The King Parrots are back.

Meet my Mob!

My Mob.

Big Boy, my favourite. He lets me scratch his back.

Brave Boy

Karen, she's a bit grumpy and bossy.

Pretty Boy, Karen's older son.

Fluffy Boy, Karen's younger son.

Nancy Boy, he's a bit nervous.

Skip, another favourite.

Skippette, Skip's daughter.

Split Ear.

Stamper, very nervous and always stamps her feet in alarm.

This is Whitenose, an outsider, who is also an Eastern Grey Kangaroo, not a Walleroo, like the others.

For a while we thought she was a male but now we can see she is a mummy...

Walleroo in the grass.

Late afternoon...

Has it got me?

So...this morning I thought I'd succumbed to Covid! I made myself a drink of cordial, Lemon, Lime and Bitters, and took a sip. It definitely didn't taste the same as it normally does. I took another sip and no, the taste was off. Immediately I thought 'Oh no! It's Covid. It's got me at last!' But the weird thing was I didn't feel ill or have any of the other symptoms. I was going to do a RAT test when I realised it was a new bottle that I'd opened and so I checked it. Relief and disappointment followed, I'd bought the 'diet' version instead.

Doh! What abomination is this?

Under the roof.

When not sleeping in one of the possum boxes I have made it, 'Jnr' likes to sleep under the roof down at Frogknot.

Eating for two.