I wish I knew how to shut them up. One of them is up in a tree outside my window, grunting like a …. well, grunting like a koala on bloody heat. Or is it the male that gets all noisy? I forget. Either it’s a horny male trying to get some action, or it’s a lusty she-bear trying to entice the horny male over to her tree. In either case I think I am in for a restless night. The racket they make is quite difficult to sleep through.

I saw a show on TV the other night that described how the Australian koala population was riddled with sexually transmitted diseases like chlamydiae, and the like, so maybe they are just a debauched species. I’m just jealous. 🙂