DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN: Lucky dog
I woke up at 5.20 in the morning due to a bad dream and I hurt my
neck somehow, I couldn’t get comfy again so I just lay there until Vicki woke
up. At quarter past six I could hear people packing up and leaving. Bit eager.
We didn’t do much
all day, we had a pancake breakfast with our picked lemons from Ellenbrough and
went for a short walk. During the walk we saw a dog tie next to one of the
campers, from a distance it looked like a beige husky. We were pretty sure it
wasn’t though when we got closer it was in fact a dingo. They look like
something between a fox and a huskey and they have very dense fur. I was
surprised you can actually buy them as pets. This one didn’t seem to just be a
pet, it was their baby. The dog had three course meals none of which were
actual dog food. Needless to say the dog ate better than we did.
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