Today we took a long walk down to the Flowerdale River to
check out the flood waters and the damage left behind. The pups get so excited
whenever we walk down there with all the strange smells along the way and the chance they might
sniff out a wallaby. It was mushy along the track and I was glad to be in my
gumboots, though they do slip on the wet tree roots. The Bandycoot (my
boyfriend) loves the walk down and I think it must bring back some happy
childhood memories for him. The flood levels were incredible and we could see
debris in the riverbank trees at least 10m above the usual water levels. Many
of the huge trees on the very edge of the water had fallen in and some of the old man-ferns
were leaning rather dramatically down toward the river.
It’s all uphill on the way back up to the house and quite a
good workout. By the time we got back the pups were exhausted as they do twice
as much running as us, ducking off the track, back, forward, chase that bird.
They were also wet through and stank of swampy water. We wouldn’t usually bath
them this late in the day, but they reeked. So the Bandycoot dunked them
through a warm tub and set them to out dry in front of a blazing inferno (our
fireplace) where they proceeded to do their wet doggie roll and dig, dig, dig.
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| Soggy Indie... :( |
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