Her name was Mothball and she changed my life. We met almost 30 years ago. She was a young wombat that had been badly bitten by dogs, then rescued by Wires and reared by humans. And me, a woman who had lived with wild animals for two decades by then, who had been accepted as a neighbour by many, and by some as their friend. I had met my first wombat 20 years before that, when I moved into a shed in his territory. Smudge decided I was harmless but ignorant. He chose to educat