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Baby Kangaroo gift, originally uploaded by espeedy123.

On our last day in Alice Springs, Michael and I visited the Baby Kangaroo Rescue Centre. It was a makeshift fenced-in yard next to a hostel near the middle of town. A tall lanky guy with a beat-up Australian cowboy hat explained the cycle of kangaroo rescue and release to us and a few others who stumbled on this place that was so small it wasn’t listed in any of our books or in the tour shops.

In the Australian outback the long stretches of road often don’t have fences. Livestock (and wild kangaroos) roam freely and cross the road whenever they feel like it. They tend to wander onto roads at night when its cooler outside, and often they get hit by cars and left for dead. Sadly a lot of them are moms with joeys still alive in their pouches. This guy and his rescue service raise the baby kangaroos and then release them back into the wild.

There were a few small ones hopping around and a couple tiny ones in a bag on the ground. Young kangaroos want very badly to be enclosed, and this guy demonstrated by opening a bag into which one immediately somersaulted. He also brought out a teeny tiny premature kangaroo in a covered cloth sack sitting on top of a hot water bottle.

I felt the need to sponsor a tin of lactose free milk for these babies, and I dedicated it to two creatures who are spoiled beyond belief and probably eating pancakes or beef or some other people food right now.