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 .