For a Sunday Fun-day trip, we squeezed our time to visit Featherdale Wildlife Park, near Blacktown. We started after church as early as we could with our over-excited son to watch iconic Aussie emus, kangaroos and koalas and devils. By the time we reached, the other birds and kangaroos were well-fed by the other visitors. My son didn’t have a slightest thought of animal’s aggression and couldn’t understand it might bite. He was delightfully waiting to feed the kangaroos and the wallaby and quickly shared his favorite snack behind us, with a twinkle in his eyes; laughingly he said they ate them all. Then we moved on to birds… kites, owl, pelicans, pigeons, pheasant, parakeets, and lorikeets to name some. Peacocks wandered gracefully but domineered and stopped us in the lunch areas, compelling to feed them only. We found live penguins for the first time. Pitifully missing icy surfaces, they loitered quickly to swim into the nearby water body. Tasmanian Devil was reluctant to come out, seemed to be a silent devil.
Black headed Pythons, Goannas, Perenti reminded me of Discovery Channel; the adult skilfully capturing the prey, the innocent young ones though tough-looking waiting, their camouflaging and dangerous tags carried on their bodies were altogether amazing to watch and educate the kid. He was recollecting the story of the serpent that tricked Eve and quickly elaborated it. Perentis was the 3rd largest lizard in the world measuring upto 3 metres. Back in India, it was known that thieves took advantage of its fast-clasping claws to climb mountains, the same way lasso was used. Black headed Pythons are truly as dangerous as it looks.
Finally, it was time to meet and be with Koalas. My son immediately said “Koala Coca Cola”. We missed Joey. We were fascinated by the activities of Koala – eating, sleeping.. sleeeeep and eat. Their ash-colored spongy fur lured their lovers; seemed so relaxed and never toiled. It didn’t seem boring though.
There was something about Koalas. They were not teetering on the brink of the tree but found comfortably hugging the tree, mostly motionless and always inviting…never bothered to take anything to heart, never fussy, never agitated when caressed, never grumpy. They always appeared calm, unruffled and serene. I believe even when they dream, they should be dreaming of eating and sleeping again. Without letting you, readers, think of lethargy or gluttony. I should tell you they are neither sleep-deprived as humans nor have killing-conscience of obesity. Such tranquil felt with cool-minded beings. I love Koalas.