This little fella had to be torn open by an owl for me to know there are Bandicoots living here. I also once found a sugar glider (possum) that had suffered the same fate. I have not seen one of them alive either, then again, I've never even seen the owl.

It's not like I see tons of wildlife racing around everywhere or being kept awake at night by their hollering or running across my bed. But there is always something in a tree or crawling through one of my paddocks, just enough to make you want to look around and see what's to be seen. Here, I'll add a photo or two as I manage to be in the right place at the right time and have my camera with me.