Wally
My memories of my friendship with the wallaby I called Gangster prompted Sue to supply me with photos of a wallaby she befriended - although the outcome was somewhat less cordial!
Unlike me Sue is a very keen gardener - one of those people who can take, what appears to be, a dead plant and make it grow and thrive.
She also has a love of her roses and other "special" plants, and has garden beds all around her house and elsewhere on her property.
She, like me, is a vegetarian - actually, she has taken that extra step and is fully vegan - and is very gentle and caring towards all wild-life ..... well ..... snails and rabbits who attack her garden are rather less well received!
Sue was therefore very happy when another black swamp wallaby, who she named Wally, came to live in her area.
Wally was a little larger than my Gangster, and not quite as approachable - although he did have a friendly "nibble" of Sue's arm on occassion - but he was a really nice visitor ..... at least at first.
He particularly liked apples and other fruit, so Sue would feed him some of her fruit and he was very well-fed. He would hold the apples in his front paws and munch away on them.
Unfortunately, Wally was a little indisciminate in what he chose to eat, and he came to view Sue's entire garden as something of a smorasborg, laid out especially for him.
Sue was happy for him to eat the fallen fruit, and other plants that were freely available, and also gave him bread and a few other treats.
Unfortunately, this was not enough for Wally, and he continued to raid Sue's garden in an increasingly destructive fashion
When it came to a choice between her garden and her visitor, Sue chose the well-being of her garden first, and this led to the inevitable confrontation with Wally.
Sue did not want Wally hurt, so a neighbour up the road visited Sue's home .... and Sue provided him with a rather large sack!
Wally had grown quite complacent in his "mastery" of Sue's garden, so he did not worry about the neighbour, particularly when Sue "enticed" him with a bread roll.
While he was enjoying his "treat" he was unceremoniously stuffed in the sack!
He was released, unharmed, some distance from Sue's place, and never returned. Given the manner of his "eviction", I suspect this is understandable.
Sue was sorry to see Wally leave - but much happier with the state of her precious plants after his eviction.
I suppose the lesson, which Wally learned the hard way, is that you should never mess with the "special" plants of a dedicated gardener!