How could I have forgotten my dear little kitten. This was at about Easter last year, just prior to her desexing. She came to us in November of 2008 as a tiny little ball of fur and has grown to be the size of an almost medium dog. Now she is huge and weighs over 5kg. I'll get a recent pic up very soon and tell you more details.
When we first came here, we were happy to discover there was a good size bath in the front paddock with a tap next to it. We were sad to see that it had about six inches of filthy slimey water in it with a dead parrot. DH put on disposable gloves and fished out the poor bird and buried it. Only decent and dignified thing to do. We pulled out the plug, and totally disinfected that bath. Then finally gave it a good rinse with vinegar. The vinegar kills almost any germs left but also disguises the chemical smells from the horses. 
No trip to Unicorn farm would be complete without a visit to our star creature - Bruce the Koala. He came to live with us the first weekend in October 2006 and as of this morning he is still in the tree.
At night we hear him calling with his dreadful snorting/grunting wails - we think to any females that may be around.
The tree he lives in is a gum tree literally just beside our house.
Bruce is not a pet by any stretch of the imagination. We never even try to touch him, we do not try to tempt him to us or catch him in any way. He is a wild creature and that is how we intend to let him be. The main reason he has chosen this tree above all others is that there are maniacs who ride motor bikes through the bushland where the koalas normally live and disturb them. We have noticed by the callings at night of other koalas that they tend to stay away from the bushland area that should be their home. This is very sad, and totally irresponsible, not just of the idiots who ride their motorbikes, but the conservationists, the land owners and the local government council. None of them will take responsibility, even though the non bikers all agree it is a dreadful state of affairs.
One night, a couple of weeks ago, Bruce was on his way to another gum tree when he was disturbed by my daughter out with her cats. He ran into one of our smaller trees, hoping it was a short cut to the roof into his normal tree. He stopped just here, and my daughter called me to bring the camera. I did, and these are what resulted.
He is about 1 metre from me where I took these photos. I could have reached out and touched him. He was totally unafraid of me. The second photo confirms his gender as being male as he has a large scent gland on his chest and no pouch.
He is a Northern Koala, an almost khaki grey colour, but with a silver face and white around his lower lip. He is about 75cm tall. He has grown considerably since he came to live with us so we estimate he is between 2 and 3 years old. We don't know much about koalas, other than this one has lived in his tree all this time: the tree has all new leaves and shoots growing on it. Alas, it also seems to be a favourite of white ants (termites) and will probably become infected one of these days.
So there you go.
