Storm is a city dog. He sits around all day drinking coffee, visiting antique shops and eating free range and organic food. He doesn’t know what it’s like to leave the big city so we decided to invite him along to our annual camping trip we have every year with a few old school friends.
It was a three hour drive to the accommodation, we arrived and showed Storm around the place. It is a beautiful mud brick cottage surrounded by bushland. We were settling in for the afternoon of sitting around the campfire and catching up on news from our friends. Storm was also sitting around the campfire with us relaxing when all of a sudden he stood up and ran away with a speed and passion I’d never seen before.
I’d rather tell this story from the kangaroo’s perspective. He was grazing in…
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