Oh...I forgot our kookaburras and various kingfishers - I never know which they are. I remember when my husband and I were camping up in the Kimberley. I'd cooked spaghetti bolognese for tea and had done way to much spaghetti so put it into a rubbish bag that was hanging on the edge of the stove, ready to throw away the next day. We were in the tent and heard some strange noises. Looked out to see a quoll scoffing the spaghetti. I think that was one marsupial that was headed for a stomach ache.