"Biologists first encountered the cancer in the late 1990s. The tumors grew on the devils’ faces or inside their mouths, and within six months the animals were dead. The first cases appeared in eastern Tasmania, and with each passing year the cancer’s range expanded westward. When scientists examined the cells in the tumors, they got a baffling surprise. The DNA from each tumor did not match the Tasmanian devil on which it grew. Instead, it matched the tumors on other devils. That meant that the cancer was contagious, spreading from one animal to another." —Nature, in all its weird and terrifying glory, is killing off the already endangered Tasmanian [...]
Much like our own druids did centuries ago, the wallabies of Tasmania are getting extremely fucked up on opium and creating bizarre agricultural formations. "[W]e have a problem with wallabies entering poppy fields, getting as high as a kite and going around in circles," the island's attorney general told parliament. "Then they crash. We see crop circles in the poppy industry from wallabies that are high."