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Twins are Extremely Rare...
But last year Wildcare received a call from a motorist going out near the airport... I have just come across a dead roo and stopped to check its pouch and there are two pinkies . Shortly after her phone went dead, luckily this carer had managed to get enough information to head on out to see for herself. Two pinkies, one pouch? This is most unusual so I had to go see for myself.
Sure enough driving towards the airport I spotted some crows and a Kite hovering near the dead mum so quickly pulled over to go see for myself. WOW believe it or not this mum had two bubba's in pouch. The big ants were already starting to cover her body and with the birds hanging around it was lucky I got there when I did. With a pair of scissors I cut both the teats from mum removing the tiniest little babies very carefully. I placed a clothes peg on the cut teat to ensure the babies wouldn't swallow the teats, wrapped them warmly and headed straight to our kangaroo experts place.
As you will see in the photo, the pegs were as big as the babies and weighing less than 100 grms there chances or survival were minimal. However, we did everything we could by ensuring they were warm, re- hydrated and loved. Neither twin made it, but we tried and made them as comfortable as possible with what time they had left.
They left us to be with their mum - RIP little guys
But last year Wildcare received a call from a motorist going out near the airport... I have just come across a dead roo and stopped to check its pouch and there are two pinkies . Shortly after her phone went dead, luckily this carer had managed to get enough information to head on out to see for herself. Two pinkies, one pouch? This is most unusual so I had to go see for myself.
Sure enough driving towards the airport I spotted some crows and a Kite hovering near the dead mum so quickly pulled over to go see for myself. WOW believe it or not this mum had two bubba's in pouch. The big ants were already starting to cover her body and with the birds hanging around it was lucky I got there when I did. With a pair of scissors I cut both the teats from mum removing the tiniest little babies very carefully. I placed a clothes peg on the cut teat to ensure the babies wouldn't swallow the teats, wrapped them warmly and headed straight to our kangaroo experts place.
As you will see in the photo, the pegs were as big as the babies and weighing less than 100 grms there chances or survival were minimal. However, we did everything we could by ensuring they were warm, re- hydrated and loved. Neither twin made it, but we tried and made them as comfortable as possible with what time they had left.
They left us to be with their mum - RIP little guys
READY FREDDY GO....
Hi I’m Freddy and I came into care to my adoptive mum around February 2015 at about 7 months of age. I, like so many others, were orphaned when my mum was hunted for food out in community. I was then given to some kids to look after who didn’t do such a good job. All I wanted and needed was a safe and secure pouch and milk but these kids didn’t know or care about this and I was passed around and chased like I was a toy to play with. This caused me to end up with a couple of injuries, one on my tail which mended nicely and one on my foot which if you look closely to this day you can still see.
I was a survivor and even given the rough treatment I refused to give up. Eventually I was taken into Alice Springs and given to a carer who quickly became my adoptive mum and loved me unconditionally. She took over all my basic needs, including nursing my injuries, ensuring my needs were met and loving me completely. I was then raised in a loving and caring environment in anticipation of returning to my natural habitat - as a mammal I needed that love to survive.
I have a friendly (often too friendly) nature and a funny foot which eventually determined I was too trusting and slow to escape from predators in the nature wilderness and if any hunters came along I would run up to them and say “Hey my names Freddy, will you be my friend”.
I was one of the lucky ones, alongside a couple of my friends I was taken into a sanctuary where I am safe and secure from predators and people and I can now grow old with my mates whilst providing education to people/tourists about our survival.
Rambo....
I don't remember much of the day it happened, I was about 5 months of age weighing 600grm happily resting up in my warm pocket when there was a terrible noise and we went flying. As I got older my adoptive mum told me we were hit by a car on the road which caused my mum to be killed on impact.
I was so little it was extremely lucky that the person in the car stopped to check my mums pouch. If they hadn't, I would have perished in the cold that evening or birds of prey would have torn me from the pouch in the morning eating me alive. By the time I was brought into Wildcare I was already cooling down and not feeling so good. It took so much time and love from my adoptive mum to get me drinking milk and starting to thrive.
Being a pinky made me very frail and weak, getting through those first few months without my mom was very hard! Being so small makes me vulnerable to getting too hot or cold, makes it hard to learn to eat at first, and makes my small body very fragile. It took so much time and love from my adoptive mum to get me drinking milk and starting to thrive.
It's 10 months later and I am a survivor! Thanks to help from the vet and some dedicated human mums, I have now grown up to a fine young man, am fit and healthy, and preparing for release back into the wild. I know that I am big and strong now, and I like to try to boss around the other joeys that I've grown up with! A lot of people say that saving a pinky is a waste of time, but thank you for believing in me Wildcare!
UPDATE.... Rambo has now been released back to the wild - good luck Rambo
Rambo today
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