Here’s who we found on a visit to Thorp Perrow yesterday. A mother wallaby and her frisky and curious joey. He didn’t get out of the pouch while we were there, but we knew he was skittish, because when he was nowhere to be seen, his mum’s pouch rippled energetically as he rushed around within.
Monday Portrait.
This post is dedicated to Brian of Bushboy’s World, because he has wallabies frollicking around in his back garden. Lucky Brian!
From Pyrenees to Pennines 
How adorable!!
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It really was! And we were so close to them too.
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What a delightful sight! Poor old mum xx
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She seemed happy enough xx
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Cute. I’m not sure I’d want one in my garden though.
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Yes, I guess your Nice British Garden might not cope well!
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Awww!
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How lovely! Will there be a return visit? When you might get to see young Joey frolicking about in the big wide world and giving his mum’s pouch a break?
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Superb
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