If flying foxes were called flying possums I believe their image would be greatly improved, and this would please me. Every evening I watch as thousands fly overhead, heading for eucalypts in full blossom.
Hundreds land in the trees around our house in Mitchell, swinging in the branches and chattering loudly. With their cute little faces, pricked ears and furred bodies it's amazing that they can fly as well as birds, but they can. Because flying foxes cover such vast distances, they play a vital role in the pollination of our forests. So long live flying foxes!
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