
wonders if there’s a better way.
By Richard Kemp
This story starts with Laribee, a wombat who lived on my friend Liz’s place in The Gurdies. I don’t know if you’ve ever seen an animal covered with mange? This poor animal was covered in this horrible infestation of the sarcoptic mange mite. You know they are sick when they come out in the daylight to feed. It was pitiful to see him continuously scratching and almost blinded by scabs all over his body and face. The mange looked like caked on mud.
This story starts with Laribee, a wombat who lived on my friend Liz’s place in The Gurdies. I don’t know if you’ve ever seen an animal covered with mange? This poor animal was covered in this horrible infestation of the sarcoptic mange mite. You know they are sick when they come out in the daylight to feed. It was pitiful to see him continuously scratching and almost blinded by scabs all over his body and face. The mange looked like caked on mud.