This is not a quoll but it’s close enough – it’s a Tasmanian devil having a paddle around in his pond.
This is not a quoll but it’s close as damnit – it’s a Tasmanian devil entertaining itself with a bit of rope. Look how red his/her ears are – she’s clearly enjoying herself.
Not even making that part up.
And thus concludes a whole working week of photos of predatory marsupials. Stay tuned for more things which aren’t quolls, possibly even not even close to quolls as some things indeed are not.
This is not a quoll, though it is very close. It is a Tasmanian devil.
Look at that face. That is quite a face.
These are not quolls but they’re as close as you can get: they are Tasmanian devils having an afternoon snooze in a pile.
This image was taken at Peel Zoo where they are attempting to breed an “insurance” population of devils in case Devil Facial Tumour Disease (a contagious cancer) kills off too much of the population in Tasmania.
These are not quolls but they are dasyurids. This is a pair of Tasmanian devils. The larger one with the teeth is called Monty. He was making awesome piss-off noises at the smaller devil.