The art of being ‘easy going’ is understood by male kangaroo.

The old boy at rest.

We noticed the familiar sight of kangaroo droppings walking around the bush on our way to the beach. They are shaped almost square. The wombat’s dropping too are square shaped. It makes one wonder. Nature is so surprising. I doubt they have square shaped bums but the question does crop up. Both animals are vegetarians so there is nothing unappetising about the droppings of those Australian native animals.

We have different habits of observation. While Helvi scans the tree tops or heavens, my sight is mainly downwards. It often matches my mood. Hence the discovery of animal droppings, if nothing else. In cities it has paid off handsomely by finding money, mainly coins. One of my grandsons has the same gene.

When around six years old or so, Max used to crawl on shop floors to look underneath soft drink or chocolate and chips automat dispensers finding money to supplement his pocket money. I encouraged him as much as possible. He has now progressed in buying bulk six packs of small soft drink cans from Aldi and selling them each at his school at a hundred percent profit. The only draw-back is that his schoolbag is now loaded by soft drinks more than schoolbooks.

As we wandered through this lovely Bendalong national park I nearly stumbled on this large kangaroo. His colouring was so in tune with the surroundings. A perfect camouflage between beast and bush. As you can see, he is large. Like the lorikeets, he seemed at ease with humans. He did not jump up and make a run for it. Kangaroos are normally very alert to humans and leave us well alone. Good reason too. Many a kangaroo has met his end by men fired bullets. The news must have got around that people here are nature bound. Hence the relaxed pose by this huge male kangaroo. One almost expect him to light up a ciggie or perhaps read a good Tolstoy,(Anna Karenina, Book one.)

Another reason for this relaxed pose was the presence of a mob of smaller females a bit further on. A couple of females had the feet of gangly joeys sticking out of their pouches. They were his wives. It is not easy to become a good husband to kangaroos. Males put up fearful fights with other males to win the honour of gaining the love and attention of females. He had obviously won this battle, been very busy, and was now simply having a restorative post-coital nap in the shade of the eucalypts.

It is not easy for males.

Tags: Anna Karenina, Droppings, Females, Humans, Joeys, Kangaroo, Males, Tolstoy, Wombats