Sad week

I have been vacillating back and forth between posting this or not, but I think the roo's deserve a fond farewell. Let me explain, it goes back one week. On Sunday morning, the 29th of August (our 2nd anniversary) I went out to feed the roos their sweet potato. At first I was surprised that Split didn't rush right over when I called, Lick came over alone. I thought he must have been laying in the gravel being lazy so I went to the side of the house to look for him, he wasn't there. I continued to search the entire yard and soon realized that he was not within the fence. I looked a little closer at the gravel near the gate and could see that there was a little burrow under the gate, just big enough for a roo. He had burrowed his way out. I frantically ran into the house and told Adam that Split was gone, we checked the front of the house and could see where he had walked in the gravel and where he possibly laid down for a little while. We both got in our cars and drove around the neighborhood and the bush around our house with the vain hope that we could find a wild roo. As you can imagine, we were not successful. We went to church and when we came home we went on a walk out in the bush behind our house calling his name, no success. About an hour later we drove out there, turned off the car but left the lights on, we called and called, hoping to hear him clicking, his way of telling us he is coming. There were no clicks. Our baby Split is out in the wild, I hope he is ready and I hope he stays where it is safe. It was time to release him but we wanted to take him to a place that is a little safer for roos, but in the end, you never know. I am just grateful that I was able to raise him from a young joey to a teenager. In all honesty he is the roo that I thought wouldn't make it, he seemed to have health issues and failure to thrive right at the beginning, but he quickly recovered. Well, he is free, we miss playing with him, he was more like a pet dog than a wild animal. I loved watching him follow Adam around the yard and I loved how he laid at my feet while I laid in the hammock. He always wanted to help me hang the laundry and would be up and peering into the window in the morning, waiting for me to come out and say hello.We will miss our pet Split.

Then three days later I went out to feed Lick and check him grain and water bowl. Again, I couldn't find him in the yard, but we had blocked the gate so he couldn't escape like Split, so I knew he had to be inside somewhere. But I couldn't find him anywhere and my anxiety started to increase. I decided to check the bushes on the other side of the pool fence, I happened to glance into our above the ground pool and to my shock and horror I found Lick. He had jumped into the pool sometime during the night and drowned. I was hysterical, I ran inside to grab my phone and called Adam from the room in the house that is the farthest from the pool, he could barely understand what I was saying but knew that he had to come home. After a few minutes of heart-wrenching sobs I finally decided that I couldn't leave Lick in there like that. I went out to the pool and after a few attempts I was able to lift him out and put him on the ground. His fur was so soft, so clean. He looked like he was ready to jump, maybe he is jumping in heaven. Adam came home and we buried Lick where he would have felt at peace and felt joy, in the bush. He is free.

Raising roos was one of the best experiences I have ever had. From the first day I felt a connection with them, especially Lick, I was their mommy. They would run after me in the yard, chirping, reminding me that they were there and didn't want to be left behind. Many an afternoon was spent with one of them laying in the hammock with me. I can't count the number of bottles I fed them, the number of sweet potatoes I gave them nor the amount of grain they devoured. They were ready to be released in a week or so, but we would have struggled with letting them go. But, we would have, and it would have been a beautiful and cathartic moment to watch them hop off into the bush, where they belong. Well, Split, you are in the bush nearby, and Lick, you are in the bush in heaven. I imagine we will see you both someday!

We Love and Miss You!

Adam and Gunda

Roo video, my how they have grown!

Just Some Pics

Ready to post!

I went outside one day and found Lick with a label stuck to his back. He must have laid down and rolled over it.

Long overdue update!

The roos are getting much bigger, they are outside all the time now and almost done using their pouches. They are still eating out of a bottle but only three times a day, which is nice for me. They also love sweet potatoes. They lay in the shade in the dirt all day, they dig a little hole to lay in to get to the cool dirt.

For some bizarre reason Lick is afraid of men now, he is fine with me but when he goes near Adam he starts shaking uncontrollably. He still goes up to Adam but trembles so much that he finally has to jump away. Some days he isn't as bad, but I think he is becoming ferral, which is good because we don't want him going up to people when he is released.

Split is still as friendly as ever, in fact, he loves attention. When we sit outside with them he stays by us the entire time.

Hmm, now I know how my mom felt when we fought

Last night I couldn't sleep so I was watching TV, when from the foyer I heard some hissing. Sure enough, Split had climbed into Lick's back, and Lick didn't like it one bit. I seperated them, put Split in his bag, only to hear the same thing not five minutes later! This went on for about an hour, I think Split finally gave up or fell asleep. Regardless, it was pretty funny. Maybe I should make a bigger bag!

Fighting siblings

Today I put the joey's in the same bag while I was giving the other one a much needed wash, well, Adam soon heard some hissing and went over and they were punching and kicking each other. They were so worked up they were sweating! Up until now they haven't had problems being in the same bag, maybe it was just too warm!