I'm sure Saori is growing a teeny bit bigger.

I am blessed to live on Willow Pond, our family home, where I get the chance to experience the closeness of the city, but with all the creature comforts of the bush. Willow Pond is my little piece of heaven and it is where I like to create my stories, write about life and read, read, read! It is also the place where I am happiest, spending precious time with my beautiful family.
Welcome to Words from Willow Pond
Willow Pond is the home of Deb and husband, Ian, their three adult children, Jossy, Kimmy & Dylan, Joss' husband, Chris, two lippizzaners, Dutchy & Obie, an Old English Sheepdog called Mitzi, the cutest Cavoodle ever, called Oscar, two orphaned Ringtail Possums, named Tamigotchi and Saori, two brush tail orphans, named Penny and Sheldon and other resident ringtail and brush tail possums and many geckos and frogs. Otis our rainbow lorikeet, whom we looked after for over 11 years, finally flew the coop and is enjoying the freedom of the skies.
Deb and her family have lived at Willow Pond for the past fourteen years.
Deb & Ian can sometimes be found down by the willow tree on a hot afternoon sharing a cold beer after spending the day gardening and mowing lawns.
Deb & Ian planted a young Willow tree about ten years ago down near their pond in the back paddock, and it has grown into a very fine specimen. They have since planted four more Willow saplings, which are growing well. The Willows inspired Deb to name the property Willow Pond. It is their hope that native wildlife will find shelter and a haven here like the characters from the children's classic, Wind in the Willows.
Deb enjoys creating ideas and writing here at Willow Pond. She intends to dedicate this blog to the adventures at Willow Pond with her family.
If you have found us by accident, or intentionally, then - Welcome and thank you for dropping by. We hope you enjoy your visit.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Instalment 16 Friday 22 April 2011
I'm sure Saori is growing a teeny bit bigger.
Instalment 15 Thursday 21 April 2011
After Tamigotchi received his antibiotic injection and we started him on a course of Nilstat, things looked brighter this morning. He is doing well and there is no sour odour in his fur and he came out of his pouch all warm and dry.
During the day, Tamigotchi continued to do well at feeding time, but at the first of the evening feeds, I noticed he was quite wet again. This was a little disappointing. I dried him off and again, I managed to get him to go to the toilet.
I guess these things take time. Tamigotchi fed well during the night and there were no other incidents of wetness.
Saori continues to be happy and well adjusted. She is a dream to take care of. I have separated them and I keep all feeding implements completely separate and sterilised. I have to be careful not to accidentally infect Saori with any germs.
During the day, Tamigotchi continued to do well at feeding time, but at the first of the evening feeds, I noticed he was quite wet again. This was a little disappointing. I dried him off and again, I managed to get him to go to the toilet.
I guess these things take time. Tamigotchi fed well during the night and there were no other incidents of wetness.
Saori continues to be happy and well adjusted. She is a dream to take care of. I have separated them and I keep all feeding implements completely separate and sterilised. I have to be careful not to accidentally infect Saori with any germs.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Instalment 14 Wednesday 20 April 2011
This morning I hosted Novel Tea 'n Pages Writers' Club for one of our lovely ladies who couldn't make Saturday's session. I never miss an opportunity to practice my writing skills and Linda and I enjoyed a very productive morning discussing and participating in writing exercises that will help to hone our skills.
Linda got to see the baby possums for the first time as well. They were feeding when she arrived.
After Writers' Club it was again time to feed Tamigotchi and Saori. Tamigotchi, once again was very wet. I'd managed to use a tissue before to help him go to the toilet, but this seemed different yet again. He also had quite a strong smell about him, so I decided it was time to call Gillian, my mentor and invite myself around to her place so she could take a look. I just didn't want to run any risks.
I took both the possums around to her house for her to look at each of them. I wanted Gillian to check Tamigotchi's skin.
Gillian gave Tamigotchi a good going over and she gave her verdict. She thought he may have a urinary tract infection. Ouch. She said the smell is quite a sour smell and this indicates to her that it is also possible that he has thrush. Ouch, again. Poor little guy.
Gillian decided to give Tamigotchi a quick bath to freshen him up. Wow! I didn't know you could bath them. He took it all in his stride, and now was a much fresher smelling little guy.
Gillian gave me some Nilstat and asked me to give him one drop three times per day. She also thought it might pay to get him checked by the vet. Gillian suspected that he may need some antibiotics.
This news made me feel very nervous. Gillian explained that possum 'gut flora' is very sensitive and sometimes these things can take their toll on little possums. It's not all doom and gloom; this just means that they can be highly sensitive and that we need to exercise extreme caution.
I spoke to Gillian about my concern that BARN still had not been in touch with me to organise a permit. Gillian made a couple of phone calls and when she got off the phone she explained to me that all my contact details had been passed along, but now we had to wait for the secretary to make contact with me. Because I needed to take Tamigotchi to the vets, Gillian made another phone call to someone else and once she got off the phone, she said to me that she was going to sign me up with the Wildlife Action Group she belonged with. She didn't offer it to me at first, because they are just a small group of about 10 and BARN had said they would join me up. It was neither here nor there for me. My objective was to do anything necessary to raise these little guys and give them a fighting chance.
So, I paid my fees and Gillian filled in all the paper work and now I am a probationary Wildlife Carer (with a card) that I can now take to the vets with me. I thanked Gillian. I bought some new teats off her and she gave me some more supplies that I would be needing, plus the rest of the milk product that I'd bought a week ago.
She took a quick look at Saori as well and decided that it might be best to keep them separate while Tamigotchi is not feeling the best.
I headed off to my vets once I left Gillian's place. Luckily for me it was very quiet at the vets and the vet who was rostered on had just finished his last appointment and was happy enough to check Tamigotchi out for me.
He gave him a small dose of antibiotics and explained to me about the sensitive nature of possums' guts. Tamigotchi did not even flinch when the vet gave him his injection. Nervous energy once again flooded into every pore of my skin. I know what it is like to lose baby animals with gut infections and scours, so I pretty much knew what he was trying to tell me. Again, not for the doom and gloom aspect, but merely for me to understand the potential of the problem.

I can only do my best, and so it was with a positive attitude I took my little babies home so I could begin to care for him in a different manner. On the way home I called in to the supermarket and grabbed some groceries for the Easter break.
After Writers' Club it was again time to feed Tamigotchi and Saori. Tamigotchi, once again was very wet. I'd managed to use a tissue before to help him go to the toilet, but this seemed different yet again. He also had quite a strong smell about him, so I decided it was time to call Gillian, my mentor and invite myself around to her place so she could take a look. I just didn't want to run any risks.
I took both the possums around to her house for her to look at each of them. I wanted Gillian to check Tamigotchi's skin.
Gillian gave Tamigotchi a good going over and she gave her verdict. She thought he may have a urinary tract infection. Ouch. She said the smell is quite a sour smell and this indicates to her that it is also possible that he has thrush. Ouch, again. Poor little guy.
Gillian decided to give Tamigotchi a quick bath to freshen him up. Wow! I didn't know you could bath them. He took it all in his stride, and now was a much fresher smelling little guy.
Gillian gave me some Nilstat and asked me to give him one drop three times per day. She also thought it might pay to get him checked by the vet. Gillian suspected that he may need some antibiotics.
This news made me feel very nervous. Gillian explained that possum 'gut flora' is very sensitive and sometimes these things can take their toll on little possums. It's not all doom and gloom; this just means that they can be highly sensitive and that we need to exercise extreme caution.
I spoke to Gillian about my concern that BARN still had not been in touch with me to organise a permit. Gillian made a couple of phone calls and when she got off the phone she explained to me that all my contact details had been passed along, but now we had to wait for the secretary to make contact with me. Because I needed to take Tamigotchi to the vets, Gillian made another phone call to someone else and once she got off the phone, she said to me that she was going to sign me up with the Wildlife Action Group she belonged with. She didn't offer it to me at first, because they are just a small group of about 10 and BARN had said they would join me up. It was neither here nor there for me. My objective was to do anything necessary to raise these little guys and give them a fighting chance.
So, I paid my fees and Gillian filled in all the paper work and now I am a probationary Wildlife Carer (with a card) that I can now take to the vets with me. I thanked Gillian. I bought some new teats off her and she gave me some more supplies that I would be needing, plus the rest of the milk product that I'd bought a week ago.
She took a quick look at Saori as well and decided that it might be best to keep them separate while Tamigotchi is not feeling the best.
I headed off to my vets once I left Gillian's place. Luckily for me it was very quiet at the vets and the vet who was rostered on had just finished his last appointment and was happy enough to check Tamigotchi out for me.
He gave him a small dose of antibiotics and explained to me about the sensitive nature of possums' guts. Tamigotchi did not even flinch when the vet gave him his injection. Nervous energy once again flooded into every pore of my skin. I know what it is like to lose baby animals with gut infections and scours, so I pretty much knew what he was trying to tell me. Again, not for the doom and gloom aspect, but merely for me to understand the potential of the problem.
I can only do my best, and so it was with a positive attitude I took my little babies home so I could begin to care for him in a different manner. On the way home I called in to the supermarket and grabbed some groceries for the Easter break.
Instalment 13 Tuesday 19 April 2011
It's the school holidays for me and so I try to dedicate some of this time to catch up with friends that I might not normally have much to do with during a school term. Sometimes too, I like to catch up with friends who I teach with because, with the busyness of the term, I don't always get many opportunities to catch up socially. Holidays are the perfect time to do this. And so today, I was due to meet up with some of my mates from school - fellow teachers.
When I woke up this morning I didn't feel too sporty and I was due to meet everyone at 9:30am. I found it very hard to get myself going. I was extremely tired and I think the late nights and four-hourly feeding sessions through the night were beginning to take their toll on me.
After I fed the babies, I took a shower and that helped a little. I really wanted to make an effort to catch up with everyone, so even though I missed meeting everyone at school for the carpool, I managed to get to Flute about a half hour late; but I made it.
It was great seeing everyone. Because the word was out about the babies, the topic of conversation featured a lot of questions about them and how it was all going. I only stayed for about 45 minutes because I really was very tired and the time was getting close to the babies next feed.
Even though it was a short visit, it was great.
Tamigotchi seemed to be a little wet along his tummy and legs when I went to feed him in the afternoon. He usually is very fluffy and warm, but this afternoon, he was really quite wet. He had obviously pee-ed himself.
I try to toilet both possums after each feed, however, they won't always oblige me. Maybe this was a time when I'd missed and he really had to go. I changed his pouch after feeding and drying him off. Accidents happen.
It is strange but in the time that I've been looking after these two gorgeous possums I've never actually seen them do a number two! I've since been told by my mentor that sometimes the possums will 'take care of that department'. So, I guess that's what they are doing.
Saori is still such a little darling. She has decided that she likes to stand up and hold my hands to eat. She doesn't want to be wrapped up in a blankie anymore! She reckons she's a big girl now. She is still the tiniest little poppet. She has also discovered a great hidey-hole at the top of my shirts and tops. She gallops up my front once she has eaten and next thing I know she's buried herself down my front. She finds a comfy position and settles down quickly and begins to preen herself. She is so funny to watch. She also loves me showering her with kisses.
She now officially has a favourite place to curl up in. I have to wait until she falls asleep so I can gently lift her out of there and place her in her little sleeping pouch. Saori, we've discovered loves the feel of skin, rather than the material of the pouches.
When I woke up this morning I didn't feel too sporty and I was due to meet everyone at 9:30am. I found it very hard to get myself going. I was extremely tired and I think the late nights and four-hourly feeding sessions through the night were beginning to take their toll on me.
After I fed the babies, I took a shower and that helped a little. I really wanted to make an effort to catch up with everyone, so even though I missed meeting everyone at school for the carpool, I managed to get to Flute about a half hour late; but I made it.
It was great seeing everyone. Because the word was out about the babies, the topic of conversation featured a lot of questions about them and how it was all going. I only stayed for about 45 minutes because I really was very tired and the time was getting close to the babies next feed.
Even though it was a short visit, it was great.
Tamigotchi seemed to be a little wet along his tummy and legs when I went to feed him in the afternoon. He usually is very fluffy and warm, but this afternoon, he was really quite wet. He had obviously pee-ed himself.
I try to toilet both possums after each feed, however, they won't always oblige me. Maybe this was a time when I'd missed and he really had to go. I changed his pouch after feeding and drying him off. Accidents happen.
It is strange but in the time that I've been looking after these two gorgeous possums I've never actually seen them do a number two! I've since been told by my mentor that sometimes the possums will 'take care of that department'. So, I guess that's what they are doing.
She now officially has a favourite place to curl up in. I have to wait until she falls asleep so I can gently lift her out of there and place her in her little sleeping pouch. Saori, we've discovered loves the feel of skin, rather than the material of the pouches.
Instalment 12 Monday 18 April 2011
Again another regular day. Today it is raining and really quite a good day to be curled up in bed with a good book, or in my case, a couple of possums.
Both possums continue to do well. They are fine in the larger pouch together, however, they don't seem to do too much cuddling up with each other. I think there is a healthy respect there in the bag.

I feel like a pig in mud taking care of these babies.
My friend Linda and I were due to meet up today for coffee at Hawkins, but because of the rain we decided to have a catch up at my house. Linda got a chance to see the babies feeding. She too got 'sucked in' by their gorgeous little personalities.
Both possums continue to do well. They are fine in the larger pouch together, however, they don't seem to do too much cuddling up with each other. I think there is a healthy respect there in the bag.

I feel like a pig in mud taking care of these babies.
My friend Linda and I were due to meet up today for coffee at Hawkins, but because of the rain we decided to have a catch up at my house. Linda got a chance to see the babies feeding. She too got 'sucked in' by their gorgeous little personalities.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Instalment 11 Sunday 17 April 2011
Both possums doing well and we seem to be settling into a pretty good routine. Nothing much out of the ordinary to report today.
Saori continues to win our hearts and is proving to be a very inquisitive young lady. I call her my little princess. She is such a pet. Oh, boy...does she love her cuddles. She is getting to know me very well and I am happy with the way she has adopted us as her family as well.
Saori continues to win our hearts and is proving to be a very inquisitive young lady. I call her my little princess. She is such a pet. Oh, boy...does she love her cuddles. She is getting to know me very well and I am happy with the way she has adopted us as her family as well.
Instalment 10 Saturday 16 April 2011
This morning I had a friend come over to meet up with me for our monthly Writers' Club. We had a very productive session and we both enjoyed it immensely. Julie enjoyed seeing the baby possums feeding.
Today we attended the engagement of a young couple we know. It was a lovely afternoon catching up with people we don't often see these days.
When we got home I had to feed the babies. They were hungry and ate up well. Saori doesn't have the best appetite, but she has just gone through a lot of changes, so it doesn't surprise me.
I've discovered that she really likes to climb down the front of my shirts and blouses. She likes to hear my heart beat and I think she likes the feel of skin. I don't have a problem with her doing that, but she is reluctant to get back into her sleeping bag, though. It can often be a little tricky trying to coax her back inside her pouch. After awhile I generally win and once she is in there she is happy and content.
We really enjoyed our night out together. Joss, Chris, Dylan and Tahlia accompanied Ian and I to the restaurant. Unfortunately Kimmy had to work, so we missed having her with us.
The possums have really become part of the family and all seems well, so far. Here's hoping it continues this way.
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