Growing up, some friends had a house kangaroo. It was afraid of everyone but them. Sometimes when visiting I’d find it on the couch and it’d sorta have a low key “oh fuck people” reaction, get up and hop off.

Edit: There’s a nice story of one night the old bloke saw the roo grab and drag the labrador out of the warm spot in front of the fire only to steal the spot for itself.

These people also had a donkey that was welcome in the house.

Rural Australia in the 80s.