Now that the fence extension on the exercise yard is almost complete ,( much appreciation to Chris ).
I have a sense of security. whereby I can run the dingoes without the associated high stress.
I still supervise insofar as they are not left alone but can enjoy their run without me having the fear of them high rising over the top .
Between 24 and 36 times each day I rotate the inside kids .
I can now take a coffee and a book while they enjoy pulling out young trees and digging to their enjoyment
Balan this morning is always Mr mischievous, ” looks at me I canz pull up trees .as he pulled and tugged on a young 2 meter gum tree successfully pulling it out
I had my book and a coffee, This irritated him not being the centre of attention .
, quick as a flash he races in grabs the book and gone
Big smile ( head back grinning ) as he runs around and around with me trying to catch him ,” nooo not the book I yell “. He laughs as he rips out the pages amused by the fluttering of pages flying
After 15 minutes of running after him and trying to salvage one book, I manage to retrieve the remaining pages, happy I can at least read the ending
“Arh Balan wicked child ” I say .why would you do that ?
Balan has this attitude of a wayward teenager, smug cocky , thinks he’s all that and more, as he trots away,
Head slightly tilted , bit of a skip in his high stepping , rear low to the ground whilst giving me a dingo shoulder shrug, head to the side slightly dipped with that side ways glance so well defined as dingo defiance . Cos I can he says as he trots away .
He was pretty chuffed with him self having got my attention , all good I can at least read the final out come of vampires . Book is a wipe out though.
