Amaris Wildlife Sanctuary: 🌿 Jade’s Resilience: A Tale of Kangaroo Courage 🦘

Jade’s journey is etched in the flames of adversity, a testament to the indomitable spirit of our native wildlife. 🌟

🔥 Trial by Fire: A controlled burn swept around our sanctuary, frightening Jade and her companions—Jake and Jaffa. The wind carried the flames, and chaos reigned: motorbikes, trucks, and human clamor. Jade and Jake fled, their hearts racing.

🦴 Broken Bonds: Three days later, I found Jade—curled up against a tree about 1km from home, her leg fractured. Dr. Shey worked her magic, pinning the bone. It took a team during those weeks after surgery. Danielle came over every day to administer her antibiotic injections, help me with cleaning her up (she wasn't used to being toileting any more, so wet bags and pouches. I persisted and towards the end it got better) and brought fresh browse for the rest of the mob a couple of times a week. Peggy drove the 3 hour round trip every week for vet check up and x-rays. A surprise visit from her first Mummy and Daddy, Wendy and Ken lifted every one's spirits. Six weeks of rehab, and Jade was free once more. But the bond with Jaffa and Jake lay shattered, like burnt leaves in the aftermath.

👶 Maternal Instincts: Jade’s first girl joey Darwin arrived, but motherhood bewildered her. The little one vanished, leaving an ache in her heart. Then came Jasper—a tiny bundle of hope. Jade doted on him, watched over him. But fate played a cruel hand: during a mating chase, Jasper slipped from her pouch, lost forever.

🌾 Lonely Vigil: Now Jade roams our sanctuary—a solitary figure. She’s part of the mob yet never truly belongs. Her eyes hold memories of fire, loss, and love. And as another joey stirs within her pouch, I’ll be her silent guardian, guarding her fragile hope. She is still very attached to me and comes to me for cuddles and scratches.

Jade and Jake a few days after they arrived. They were a very bonded pair

Jade was the best patient.

I would spend most of my days just sitting outside with Jade, so she could see the mob move around her. She needed those sounds and smells as part of her emotional healing. The emotional is often harder than the physical.

For 6 weeks I had to carry Jade everywhere, trying to balance her emotional needs with her physical. I took her to the ant nest dirt. After weeks of antibiotics this is what her tummy needed.