That's Our Bandicoot

Yesterday while walking to the door of our bed and breakfast in Margaret River, we heard an animal scuffling through the landscaping and a low growl.  We checked in and were shown to our room where we asked the proprietor if they had a dog, explaining what we had heard.

"Oh," she exclaimed, "that's our bandicoot."

"A bandicoot?  What's that?" we asked.

"Well, it kind of looks like that," the proprietor said, pointing to this terracotta pot that was standing in the garden.  "It has a wide body and a pointy face."

All I can say is she must have had a few too many tipples before lunch because although we never saw the bandicoot, google showed us that this is what one actually looks like...