After six inches of rain in a week, all of us here on the mountain were fed up with the incessant wet.
When the sun came out on Saturday, so did the hoppy animals.
It dries out quicker in the open, like in my yard, so the roos and wallabies crowded in for drying space. I did my washing, with the solar power batteries bubbling away again, and they lolled about.
Obviously a week of rain favours the bitey critters that annoy these furry ones – not to mention the scourge of leeches that proliferate in the wet weather.
So when they weren’t sun-snoozing, they were scratching. No matter to them where they lolled — or where they scratched.
In a wide variety of poses, their efficient claws were put to use on their very flexible bodies.
In a way, it felt like I’m running a resort, a gym-cum-sun spa, for macropods.