Seems like it was only last week when I first saw my lil
joeys, they were so small, weighing only 200gms. I remember how they could both
fit in my cupped hands.
In those early days, looking after my little ones consumed a
big part of my day to day, with bottle feeds at 12am, 6am, 12pm and 6pm as well
as a normal days work, there's little energy for much else... Thankfully our favourite
pass-time seemed to be snoozing on the couch together.
But that was 800gms ago, gone are the two little fragile
joeys that spent the majority of their time either asleep or curled up in their
pouches…
Make way for the two mini devils, full of beans who can't
stay still longer than 10 seconds and spend every minute exploring my lounge
room and kitchen and constantly rumbling each other.
It is just amazing to watch them play fighting and
vocalising with each other, learning and developing skills that will so
important in later life.
In the last few days I have been weaning them away from a
bottle to lapping milk from a saucer, main reason being that as their teeth are
now developing they keep biting through the latex nipples. No wonder the mother
devil weans them around this time in the wild... Awwch!
They have also started eating solids now on a daily basis.
I usually feed them a mince mix around 7pm and they can
smell the meat being prepared and usually go crazy. If I've been foolish enough
to not be wearing socks at this time, which I usually am, they start to nibble
my toes while waiting, quite a funny site as a friend pointed out to me the
other day.
Now I know what you’re thinking... Do little devils have a
cake with such an important celebration?
Well not exactly, but they did enjoy a nice size devil patty
:)
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| This is now ... |
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| And that was then ... 6 weeks ago |
