Day 3 ar NAR
An up and down down day for the parrots today. Two Galahs which are beautiful rose pink and grey cockatoos came in at different times. One was clearly an escaped pet as it kept saying ‘Gday’ to us – one was a wild one that had been hit by and car, broken its spine and sadly followed the no 28 from yesterday off to parrot heaven. The ones suspected of being pets can’t be released into the wild and their mugshots are put on the rogues gallery on the website for a while to see if their owners will claim them. If they don’t, then they are re-homed after a while. Parrots do look kind of samey to me but apparently there have been instances of successfully reuniting pets with owners after they recognised a certain glint in a beady eye and a short description of the bird’s behaviour.
The big wheel by night at Fremantle
I had to have a bit of a sit down at one point during chopping duties this afternoon when I nearly sliced my finger off while wrestling with a particularly woody beetroot which was destined for the Woylie’s dinner. There was a lot of blood which seemed to squirt out a lot more in the very hot climate and after refusing the offer of a few sutures from the vet nurse, I settled for the application of numerous plasters and a cup of tea and a biscuit.
Then in came a Tawny frog mouth which is a kind of Nightjar and the most curious looking bird ever with a gigantic mouth and eyes and a not very big body. Could be straight out of the caucus race in Alice in Wonderland…The Possum needs a new tail