Bandit

 Bandit came into Care on 6 August 2022.  He weighed just 993 grams

He was found in his Mum's pouch after Mumma had been killed in a MVA  Driver didn't stop and Bandit left alone cold and alone.  A lovely young couple found him and rang me and we met half way.  He was so cold and hungry.  I warmed him up gently and offered him some milk which he guzzled down.

on 31 August we welcomed beautiful little Bailee (836 grams) as a sister for Bandit.  She was so precious.  another victim of a Hit and Run MVA and also arrived freezing cold.  

Bailee didn't settle and after a visit to the vet we found that the tendons in both her feet had detached.  The outcome not good and a tearful decision was made to put her to sleep.  R.I.P. beautiful baby.

21 September we picked up Benson (1.5kg) from Nicky and Bandit had a little brother.

A month later a little boy was dumped at my back door.  For some reason Maisie decided she couldn't take care of Marli (2kg) and left him at my back door.  so now we had 3 boys in care.

On Nov 17 2022 Bandit (3.3 kg) was having a little hoon. He was only just finding his legs and somehow he broke his tail.  

A visit to the vet confirmed the broken tail and Dr Miles strapped the tail into place.  Unfortunately after a a few days the strapping had slipped and was no longer supporting the fractured tail.  Its extremely difficult and complicated strap a tail.  I took Bandit to Claire at Karlup Animal Sanctuary.  She restrapped the tail.  As we struggled in the first few weeks it was decided to leave the strapping on for 8 weeks instead of the usual 6.  Bandit had free time to wander and hoon in the joey enclosure and had waalks around the property.  At Christmas time he was given a beautiful Christmas tail 

The day the strapping came off and Bandit was free to hoon, although only in the pen he managed to break it again.  While I was waiting to have it restrapped and splinted he started biting the spot where it hurt and broke open the skin.  I took him to the vet for xrays to and it was discovered he had Osteomyelitis. Osteomyelitis occurs when bacteria from nearby infected tissue or an open wound circulate in your blood and settle in bone, where they multiply. If the infection is treated quickly (within 3 to 5 days of it starting), it often clears up completely.  

Car Trips to Claire

I knew then that we were in trouble.  Bandit was placed on Clindamycin, Metrogill, Meloxicam, Phenergan and Pain Stop. He was on antibiotics for 6 weeks at a cost of $15 per day. ($630.00)  His tail was splinted and strapped to try and stop the infection from moving through the bone.

The journey to healing began and consisted of

3 x trips per week to see Claire to rebandage, restrap and resplint.  This also meant loading not only Bandit but also Benson and Marli into the car.  

Each bandage change could take up to 4 hours.  Kangaroo fur grows quickly and the tape needed to be cut away gently and methodically so as not to cause pain or discomfort.

As he was a growing boy the splint needed to be adjusted or changed regularly.

During each change the wounds were flushed with Saline and Betadine

As the infection was present new dressings still in packaging needed to be used to make sure it was all sterile.

Bandit needed to be sedated during each change (and often in between changes if the pain was too much for him to manage or he was restless)

This looked a whole lot worse before it started to get better.

Claire loves wound care and was ABSOLUTELY AMAZING!!  She encouraged me when I thought things looked hopeless.

We were prepared at any time the vet made the decision that we would put Bandit over the rainbow bridge.

At each bandage change lots of photos were taken and sent to Nurse Alice (Vet nurse at Mt Barker Vet Hospital and also a wildlife carer) and we were given instructions on next step forward.

We tried many ointments, creams etc during the process to keep the wounds moist and fight the infection

We were introduced to  hydrocolloid technology from Bandaid. It acts like a second skin and supports the natural moisture balance to offer fast wound healing.  This stuff was magic.  At $9 a box of 3 and often needing up to 5 to cover the area also expensive.  The idea was to leave on for a week, but because of the fast hair growth as explained earlier we needed to replace 3 x weekly.  Claire started to get excited, Alice was jumping for joy, I was still skeptical.

During this time Bandit was on 100% complete pouch rest.  Thankfully he was a pouch potato and didn't really mind.  Every morning I went bush for a walk and brought home an armful of bush tucker for him.. He had access to woolly bush and grevillea etc as well as his grain.

The nursery pen was invaluable.  He would be in there during the day and watch all the big kids do their thing.  Benson and Marli would spend time in with Bandit as well, so Bandit's Kanga emotional needs were well taken care off.  

Once the infection was improving he was allowed short times on his feet.  We blocked off a third of the nursery enclosure and he was able to stand and graze.  Over a couple of weeks the area was made bigger until finally he had the whole enclosure.

We sent XRays to Southern Cross Vet Hospital and WA Wildlife.  As they couldnt agree on best treatment, we decided to continue with what we were doing as it was working.

Finally on 13 May he was able to come for a short walk through the bush with me....oh my  HAPPY TEARS!!

The most exciting day was 11 July 2023 when finally his splint and strapping was removed.  Oh the emotions from all of us.  WE DID IT!!   8 months of high level care!!  We were done - well not quite.

We had to take things very slowly for another month as Bandit adjusted to a naked tail.  He was  close to 14 kilos and with no muscle strength in his tail or butt, we had to be careful not to move to quickly.

36 weeks after breaking his tail - freedom

Then it was time for Mumma to step back and allow Bandit to become part of the mob.  The first night in the joey shack was a bit scary, but thankful for security cameras.  Bandit couldn't lay down yet so that was another thing to learn.

Bandit is now free to come and go, he is on soft release which means home is always here, till he decides to join the others in the bachelor pad.  Benson and Marli are still here as well.  I'm sure one day all 3 will disappear together.

If you are a little squeamish please stop reading and scrolling now.  Photos to follow will show the journey and extent of the tail injury/infection

I have tried to put them in some kind of order, but don't have the dates on them

We found we needed to strap from the base of his butt to the tip of his tail to stop swelling and maintain equal and even pressure the length of his tail.

This is his tail today

It is muscly  He uses it when in flight mode, to balance, to box with Marli and Rossie.  He still needs to gain confidence to balance on his tail and kick with his back legs, but he will get there.

A huge thank you to

Claire at Karlup for your endless hours of strapping, splinting, restrapping and resplinting.  Making splints as he got bigger, all the hugs and love you gave him.  Thankyou will never be enough but I know seeing Bandit growing big and strong, wild and free is all the thanks you need.

Alice at Mount Barker Vet for your hours of checking photos, getting advice, giving advice and for your encouragement when I was thinking this was never going to end.

Peggy for being a taxi driver when I was exhausted, for babysitting the kids so I could have some time out.

ARC for providing big stretchy pouches and XL hanging bags for Bandit as he kept growing. and out grew everything I had.

Dr Lisa - locum vet for your initial diagnosis, support and advice even after you had left.

DPIRD for the grant to construct the nursery enclosure

To everyone who encouraged, prayed, donated towards medical expenses.

Definitely a huge team that got Bandit through 9 months of healing and rehab.

Jaffa

 Many of you have followed my conversations with Jaffa over the past year and have fallen in love with this precious girl.  I have a special relationship with Jaffa and I'll give you some history on her life with me.

In August 2020 Jaffa and her two sisters came to live at Amaris.  They all weighed approx 1kg and were 3 bonded girls.  I adored being their Mummy.

Jola and Jaidee thrived and were soon hopping around but Jaffa didn't want out of her pouch.  She went downhill suddenly and a couple of times I thought I would loose her.  Many vet visits and different diagnoses.  I went to see another wonderful carer friend and she diagnosed some issues with her lower spine.  We had x-rays taken and although inconclusive it appeared that she had been hurt in the accident that killed her Mummy.  She had been in extreme pain and  had developed tummy ulcers as a result.  This explained why she didn't want to be on the ground and why she was refusing her bottles.

Oh but she adored her sisters. and I would often find her cuddled in bed with them.

Jaffa recovered and was soon enjoying regular hooning time on the property with her 2 sisters.  In 2 freak accidents both her 2 sisters were killed within 10 days of each other.  Jaffa's little heart was broken (so was mine)  So Jaffa and I became very close as we grieved together.  I would take her for walks and give her time with the other kangas on the property.

and night times she would cuddle with her teddies

We healed together and as it is so important for joeys to have a buddy, in April 2021 Jade and Jake joined the family.  In May we had a huge fire and some high winds.  The pen door flew open and Jake and Jade disappeared.  I spent 3 days and nights searching for them and eventually late one night I found them.  Jade had badly broken her leg.  So again Jaffa and her new buddy were separated.  After 6 weeks Jade was up again but the bond was broken.  Jaffa was alone again.

In August 2021 she became the big sister to Jaycee and Jedda.

She doted on her 2 new sisters and would spend all day with them.  We still enjoyed our daily walks together when the babies were sleeping.  Another year on and we welcomed Emma and Elliott and Rossie. (Rossie was a bub of one my girls Rosie who died and I was able to rescue him)  Jedda took her role as big sister to these babies very seriously. If they were outside she was there.  Once they went inside she went and took care of Jedda and Jaycee

Now they are all grown up and Jaffa still loves all the bubs.  This is now her family.  

Last year when the terrible virus went through the mob Jaffa was one of the sickest together with Jedda and Rossie.  All needed intensive nursing and specialised care.  They all pulled through but now Jaffa is reluctant to give up the luxuries.  

I still love my special times with Jaffa, but she is becoming more independent which is how it should be, but I love she comes home at night and wants nights in the pen.

She is one special girl.

Sammie Jo - where it all began

At my bible study group the question was asked what decision have you made in your life that seemed small at the time but has had a major impact on your life.?

Enter Sammie Jo.

As a hostess at a 5 star B&B in Albany I thought it would be kinda cute to have a joey for our international guests. I was completely clueless about the proper care for both physical and the emotional needs of such a precious little life.  I didn't even know there was such a thing as a wildlife carer.  One of my colleagues was a professional roo shooter - didn't know what that meant either.  I asked him if he ever shot a Mother with a joey in her pouch.  He explained they tried very hard not to, but sometimes it happened.  I asked him if he could save the next one for me.  It took 3 years and on the morning of 18 September, 2014  I walked into my office and there was a large box with a joey inside.

I picked up the box and went straight to the vet with her.  They gave her a physical check, weighed her 2.7 kg and supplied me with information on feeding and care and off I went home with Sammie Jo, bottles, teats and formula.  

I still cringe when I look at the first photos we took of Sammie Jo.  Poor baby girl.

A cousin had reared joeys in the past and she taught me about toileting and hanging bags and pouches.  Things went well, google was Sammie's friend and the Mount Barker Vet Clinic answered a zillion questions.  Eventually they put me in touch with Pauline who was a very experienced wildlife carer.  She was an enormous support and helped so much with Sammie Jo.

Sammie was very well loved and after a lot of advice from Pauline she started to be loved as a joey kangaroo not a pet.

She hung around the house and never ventured too far.  One day she came home in a trail of blood.  She had a very bad cut on her foot.  We had it xrayed and seems she had trod on a piece of glass, she was an amazing patient....for a little while.

The first morning she didn't come home I was a mess, I traipsed through acres of farmland, over electric fences, through mud, creeks and ponds till I finally found her.  She looked at me as if to say, what's wrong Mummy I am just being a wild roo and exploring.  I looked at her and said time to go home baby girl.  I looked around and had no idea where I was.  (days before mobile phones and google map for me)  I told Sammie Jo she needed to take me home which she did.

She was a tired girl.  Then Pauline asked us to babysit Josie for a while and eventually Josie made her home with us and Sammie Jo became her big sister.  she took her job seriously.

Sammie became a wild child at night but day time she was at home, most of the time just hanging on the office floor and spending time with Josie.

Many a day she would lie of the office floor contemplating life....wild child or pampered pet?  but the call of the wild was always stronger.  

I remember one AFL grand final, I never watch that but it was a cold day and nothing else to do, Sammie Jo slept on my lap through the whole match.  I loved this little girl so much and loved her affectionate nature and how during the day she just loved to cuddle and snuggle, no matter how big she was.

Sammie Jo at 14.2 kg on 3 October, 2015 watching the grand final

One morning Sammie Jo didn't come home, she had been gone 5 days and I thought she must have joined the local mob.  My daughter came home from a bike ride and said she had seen Sammie Jo stuck in a fence.  As she approached her Sammie Jo took off.  I went looking for her and searched for hours.  Late afternoon I took Josie for her exercise which was a long stretch of a fire break.  Normally she would stick close to me but this particular day she insisted on going further and I could not get her home.  I said ok Josie take to me where you want to go then and I followed.  She took me to Sammie Jo who was laying paralysed under a big tree.  Josie had never been to this area before, but she knew her big sis needed help.  I carried Sammie Jo back home, no mean feat.  She was a big girl (Suspect 18 kg) and it was all up hill.  I rang Pauline she immediately said its myopathy, stress from a possible dog chase and being caught in the fence as she tried to get away.  The next few days were touch and go.  She slept on a matreess next to my bed.  Every hour I gave her a bottle.  So thankful she still loved her bottles.  I pushed fluids  through her and carried her outside to pee and and indoors again keeping her wam and safe.  She slowly recovered and the look in her eyes said I want over that fence and back into the wild again.

We had to make the heart breaking decision that we could no longer care for her, we just did not have the space for her to recover and still be safe.  Sammie Jo was re located to Dreamers Dream Wildlife Centre and Pauline and Kev did an amazing job getting her completely better, with time, massages, oils and medications.  We got to visit her a lot and she adapted to her new home really well.  She is now running wild and free, no babies yet so think maybe the myopathy may have something to do with that.

Thank you Pauline and Kev for taking her in and loving her, for giving her a beautiful home.  

So this small decision many years ago and has had a huge impact on my life.  Now living here in Tenterden, caring full time for wildlife.  I have learned a lot of the years, esp what not to do.  I still miss Sammie Jo every day and wonder how she is doing.  Its the hardest part of being a carer, never really knowing if they are OK, happy and above all safe.  So many road traumas and death, so many shooters everywhere.

       In my heart always Sammie Jo - so thankful to have been your Mummy for a short time