Brian has been pushy from the beginning. First out out of his egg, first to struggle under Noelene and wake her from a useful nap,…
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The Cast of Characters
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Noelene the Thrush. Weeks of sitting, glaring balefully out at the world, has ended. Noelene is a free thrush for a moment at a time…
Avian misadventures
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A cabal of kingfisher kookaburras are long term residents at the Run. After the routine terror of maniacal laughter at dawn, they crouch motionless on…
Famine
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The carrots have been finished. Grains, vegetable scraps, stale bread and peelings are not sufficient sustenance for hungry marsupial bellies, it would seem. The conifers…
Invasion
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Pedro and the 67 amigos arrived on a determined colonisation campaign a few months ago. He deployed squads to each crevice of the house, roof,…
From the forest
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There is a carrot on the decking. It has been there since last night, testament to Cousin George’s caution overruling his appetite. He watched it…
Dear Diary, There were fisticuffs on the lawn last night. The back gate now opens into the abyss – wallabies and pademelons, all their sisters…