If you think puppies, kitties and bunnies are your cutest pet options, you’ve never met a sugar glider. These pocket-sized, saucer-eyed marsupials cuddle, scamper, sleep and leap. They’re complex, intelligent and affectionate. There’s just one catch: They’re harder to care for than a troop of kangaroos in heat.
Native to Australia, sugar gliders are illegal in California but legal in Nevada. That explains why so many of them end up at the Lucky Glider Rescue & Sanctuary in Henderson. Gail and Ed Margulies run it from their home.
“There’s a little odor in here,” Gail, 55, warned me as I walked through the front door. “It’s not going to knock you over; just smells like animals is all.”
Gail Margulies used to work in publishing, then as a dental assistant, and then she opened the sanctuary in 2006. Since then, business has been good—which is to say, she watches over a lot of sugar gliders that could use good homes.
Gail walked me through her living room and into the “Rescue Room,” which was packed with sugar glider cages. Floor-to-ceiling. Each cage contained a colony of gliders, a hamster wheel, a climbing rope and a wooden box filled with miniature blankets. The Margulieses had taped index cards to each of the cages to remind them of the occupants’ names: Krissey, Ponchito, Sabrina, Duke, Tank, Chip, Hexx, Jinx and Little Man, to name a few.
Okay, that’s just the introduction to my sugar glider piece in this week’s Las Vegas Weekly. You can find the rest of the story BY CLICKING HERE. And if you’re not interested in clicking there, perhaps you’d be interested in CLICKING HERE INSTEAD.