Ten minutes after concluding this Video, after I invited him to come back to have his Wound irrigated with sterile Saline-Solution...; he hopped up to the Hut, I tossed him a slice of Bread, and he stood still while (AND AFTER...) I irrigated his wounded Hand...
He stayed and ate the (wet, salty) Bread, and 3 Vitawheat Biscuits ; and his Wound had ceased to bleed, by the time he hopped away.
Possibly he had a handful of Flax-Lilly Leaves, while browsing on the Seeds thereof..., and maybe something startled him - causing him to jump ; which would have pulled the Razor-Edged Leaf through between his "Fingers", inflicting on him the equivalent of a "Paper-Cut" into the "Skin-Webs" between his Phalanges.
Hopefully, he will return in the morning, for more Bread & Bickies - and another Saline Irrigation.
It's difficult to explain how "self-justified/righteous.." (?) one feels when after being injured...; the wild Marsupials show up to my place, and allow me to treat their wounds.
I might be an Oddball ; but it I were a Fuckwit then the local Wildlife would not want to hang out with me - let alone come to me for help, when they're hurt.
Have a good one.
;-p
