Tyson was found inside his mother’s pouch after she was hit by a car, but feels completely at home here at the retreat. He loves two things more than anything: his pouch, and his chaff (grass and muesli mixture). As a result, he enjoys being scooped up and cuddled, and if he ever needs to be located by our volunteers, you can count on his nose being buried in the chaff bowl. Unlike the rest of the joeys, Tyson is also a majestic golden colour, making him easy to spot out from a mob in the yard.