Some of you may think that I embellish the truth about living in the bush, shame on you. I totally have to wrestle crocs every time I want to get to my camel (which I have to catch) so I can take the five day trip into town for supplies of dried beans and rice.
And you laugh when I tell you that I have to write my posts long hand on tree bark and leave them out for the Aborigines to take to the mission so they can be put on Commodore 64 computer for you to read.
And of course there are Kangaroos, Wallabies, Echidnas (ha, spell check never even heard of them echidna critters), Wombats and Tasmanian Devils lying all around the living room. Well ok, I may have stretched the truth a little, in everything I’ve said so far.
But I’m not bullshitting when I say there are some pretty nasty snakes around here. And just to prove it to you, if Buddy is still alive tomorrow, I’ll take a picture of him in intensive care at the Vets when I go to check up on him.
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