Day 48 - The devil went down to Moorleah

This morning I woke to the sounds of Tasmanian Devils playing around in the bush near the house in the early dawn light. I haven’t actually seen any yet since we’ve moved here, but for some reason they make me nervous. I think Warner Bros and the Tassie Devil cartoon character have a lot to answer for. I was worried that they might attack the puppies, but the Bandycoot assures me that, in reality, they don’t move at cyclonic speed and that puppies could easily get away. The chooks are a different story and we have to be sure to lock them in by dark or the Devils may have them for tea. Or the Tiger Cats (Quolls), or feral cats or wild dogs might get them. Chicken is certainly high on everyone’s menu. We even found rat chew marks on the fake eggs in the nest that are meant to encourage them to lay and one egg went missing for a couple of days (go figure!).

 Today on our morning rounds to check how the alpacas are going, I noticed a giant mushroom next to a big tree in our backyard. I don’t think it’s an edible one, and the Bandycoot said he has been watching it grow for days and it must be almost 15cms across and still growing.

My new Tasmanian Driver’s Licence arrived with a somewhat flattering photo, perhaps that’s because it is slightly out of focus. You’re still allowed to smile in the ID photos here and the lady in Services Tasmania seemed slightly amused when I told her we weren’t allowed to smile in Queensland. Well, not officially anyway.