day three-hundred-and-twenty-two - golden brushtail possum

here's an interesting fact about possums:

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unless they die in your roof that is. in the middle of an adelaide summer.

and then your dad has to climb into the roof and scoop the mess into a garbage bag and dispose of it. and he won't let you see it because it is actually just liquid.

gross.

but that probably won't happen to you. i mean it's happened to me twice but maybe i'm WHY it's not happening to you.

in other news, possums are actually exceptionally cute and native, and therefore you should ignore their general nutjobbedness (and also that possum-covered-man/lady who kisses possums in a park at melbourne by moonlight [seriously]) and just accept them already.

pleeeease?

xj

p.s. plus they're not as crazy as opossums, or anti-possums as i like to call them

day two-hundred-and-fifty-six - sugar glider

delicious!

this blog has not been informative (at least not about the animals) in a very long time. so today i will attempt to teach you some things:

firstly, i am a liar...

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i did draw with the colour-splash background again. lesson? don't trust me!

secondly, while these marsupials are australian it is americans that are most obsessed with them - there is a big sugar glider pet market in the US and they are sometimes (sickeningly) referred to as 'pocket pets'

thirdly, that is so so stupid america. they are NOCTURNAL! and they cannot be toilet trained. perhaps because they are wild-freaking-animals-and-should-not-be-kept-for-your-selfish-purposes

fourthly, they live off sap and gum - hence being sugar gliders and not insect-gliders

fifthly, their goal in life is to attack the moon (obviously) so that it is always night

lastly, bolding words is a nice alternative to dot points. just so you know

xj