I certainly was always taught to treat them as a very possible threat thru out my childhood and not to be messed with .
That to me is the astonishing thing about roos - they're a grazing animal but with the claws of a predator!I’m on twenty two acres and there everywhere. Just have to give them space and don’t go near them. I wouldn’t try to be friendly they’re claws are too bloody big.
When I was growing up on Dad's farm I saw what they did too a couple of dogs we had. Hold them up in the air with their front paws then bring up those powerful back legs and "rip"
I saw the same thing in Tasmania when I was there (during a holiday in 1957) with my great Uncle when he was hunting on his own property.
Kept it till it died of old age (and two others)That's all good bloke but it's a mini you with a mini Roo
Yeah had a few also, one in particular her name was Rosy got hit by a car................. sad day it twas. But a few around my current digs at the moment are that big that when hopping beside the car you have to stick your head out the window to see their heads. Six foot plus and full of scars. In saying that in observation of many, in real rugged country there would not be an animal that can traverse the terrain quicker than a big Roo
seen that in a few places before, a great photo
This one seemed to accept me as a child as part of her family. I could put my hand in her pouch with no objection, and she would hop along behind me all day on the farm (hot days we would lie in the shade as all good roos should). Got her foot out of a rabbit trap once. If I annoyed her she would box me around the ears like I was a joey but never once hurt me.
shit hope they dont like Vegemite!
