Joeys
Two eastern grey joeys.

In the wild they stay alone in the pouch, but in care they often feel stressed enough to climb into someone else's pouch for comfort. These two, and two others, are acting as older siblings to the one I rescued last week. Together the five of them will form their own mob and will all be released at the same time to preserve the mob-structure. But for now, cuteness.

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"Hey, Joey, dis is a pretty nice eucalyptus tree he got."
"True, Joey, dat's very true. It'd be a shame if sumthin' were to happen to it, now, wouldn't it?"
"It sure would, Joey. Which is why we're going to offer generous terms for protectin' it. So's nothin' happens."
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