Adopt an Orphan
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Every animal in our sanctuary receives dedicated, individualised care tailored to their unique needs, including species-specific nutrition, enriching environments, secure and comfortable housing, and regular veterinary health checks. By adopting, you play a vital role in supporting our promise to provide the highest standard of wellbeing for each animal in our care.
Our Orphans need you
At our sanctuary, every wildlife rescue is guided by a clear mission: to provide medical treatment, compassionate rehabilitation, and ultimately release them back into their natural habitat. By choosing to adopt, you become an essential part of this journey, helping us continue our life-saving work and make a lasting impact on the life of a wild animal.
Apollo has endured more hardship in his young life than most wildlife ever should. His journey began in heartbreak, torn from his mother’s pouch after she became entangled in barbed wire. Alone and vulnerable on the ground, he was luckily discovered by a compassionate passerby who alerted our team. Apollo was brought to our sanctuary, where he began his healing journey alongside other eastern grey joeys of similar age.
One hauntingly beautiful sunset turned to tragedy in a heartbeat, when Michy’s world was torn apart as her mother was struck down by a car while crossing the busy road, leaving everything she knew forever changed. Your generous donation helps to give Michy a Second Chance to survive, thrive and flourish.
The length of time this vulnerable young joey lay alone on the cold driveway remains unknown before the owners discovered him. Hoping for a miracle, they waited an hour before seeking help, believing the mother might return, unaware that it is exceptionally rare for a mother to come back for her joey after such an incident. Barely covered in fur, dehydrated, and chilled to the bone, the fragile joey arrived in our care with grazes on his chest and deep cuts across his legs and feet.
Late one night, the phone rang, urgent and jarring in the quiet. On the line, a woman’s voice shook with panic. Her cat had come inside carrying what she’d first thought was a toy, until dread washed over her. Clutched in those claws was a tiny, fragile sugar glider, limp and vulnerable, its fur matted with spit. Somewhere out there in the dark, its nest was lost forever, scattered in the undergrowth. There was no way to return him home. In that moment, his world had been stolen, and it was up to us to save what was left of it.
Sophie’s story is heartbreakingly familiar. Driven from her forest home by relentless land clearing, her mother sought fragile refuge in an urban roof cavity, a last, desperate shelter in a vanishing world. But tragedy struck when she consumed rat poison left there, dying a slow, agonising death. They were found together in the backyard, her mother bleeding out, little Sophie miraculously showing no visible signs of being poisoned herself. Seeing the tiny orphan beside her lifeless mother, the homeowner’s fear turned to compassion, and in an act of mercy, they called the wildlife hotline to try to save her fragile, precious life.
When Horatio arrived at SCWS, he was so underdeveloped he was barely recognisable as a short-eared brushtail possum. No fur, eyes and ears still closed, and his translucent skin as fragile as paper, he fit easily in the palm of a hand. Your generous donation helps to give Horatio a Second Chance to survive, thrive and flourish.
Romain’s life began in misfortune. His mother was struck and killed by a car, leaving him tiny, alone, and vulnerable in her pouch. Against all odds, he survived the impact uninjured, a fragile spark of life in the aftermath. A well-meaning member of the public found him and took him home, certain they were doing the right thing. But what seemed like an act of kindness quickly became an overwhelming and distressing ordeal for Romain.
With a wingspan over a metre, flying foxes can easily bridge powerlines, and one warm December night, Tristan’s mother tried to do just that. Foraging in the dark, she reached from one live wire to another, an innocent, fatal mistake that ended her life in a blinding surge. At dawn, her body hung from the wires against the rising sun, a haunting image of nature clashing with human infrastructure. But there was movement at her chest. Her tiny pup, just 3.5 weeks old, clung desperately to her even in death, refusing to let go of the only safety he had ever known.