Well, thats the worming done for another month. 35 worm tablets, some took them with no problems, some had to be tempted, but they are all done.. Time to stock up on worm tablets again.
Pindan
Crossroads Dingo Rescue
Cleaning and shovelling pens is some mean feat when one uses a shoulder that one is informed not to use unfortunately priority is the comfort of dingoes occupying those pens that are first and foremost , nothing a few pain relief meds wont fix ( one being myself can hope )
You can put the dingo in his crate
You can put the dingo in his crate , to seperate and rotate but you cant stop the dingo from figuring out how to bounce that crate to relocate . pindan has moved his crate from the front entrance to the fire place and there he lays snug and warm with a grin on his face .
Pindan the bane of my life
Pindan the bane of my life, not a bird not a plane , faster than a speeding bullet jumps higher than cat with a trap on his tail , sees the birds and tries to fly and in doing so dumped me in the stream , up to my knees in water high edge ,now its time to dunk me and dunk me he does jumps on me racing around up and down the damn stream wouldnt think to give me a paw to help me out , nup this is fun mum and ya cant catch me yayyy and now we are both soaked , now back inside he tries to drag arana out of her crate he be sorry if he succeeds , she so wants to rip the smirk off his face , hmm waiting waiting .
Pindan is a bit strange
Im thinking Pindan is a bit strange , walking him over to the paddock he keeps farting ( ok breaking wind to be polite ) every time he farted he’d turn and glare at me ,like hang on there it aint me, i say,.. we keep walking oh and low and hehold he farted just as he turned to glare and now he knows not me him , surely these dingoes know when they fart ( sorry break wind )
walk with Pindan
Just returned from a walk with Pindan ( time here 5pm ) i swear i have just ran a marathon , still have one arm in a sling so keeping balance and managing this all over the place boy is hard work made harder when walking down the high way pindan finds a recently run over bob tail goanna, oh for heaven sake no way I say , you’d think he had never been fed , he grabs this squashed goanna and starts munching and I’m dry reaching and cars are screaming past and I’m telling him to drop it and he’s got intestines hanging out of his mouth looking cross eyed and defiant, he aint going to drop it , so we are having this fight and he is spitting angry and i just want to throw up, it obviously didn’t taste to great judging by the frown on his face. I just stood while he chewed and then he spat it out , we proceeded to argue all the way home , him grumbling recons its my fault , im glad it tasted like crap hope you get a belly ache, i tell him you want to bring stuff like that home you carry it .
