Lucky popped in to his favourite lunch caf yesterday - its called the flax bush. And he's just out the kitchen window having breakfast this morning. Doing well - 2/3rds grown now, looks in good nick, hyper alert, always watching with that 300? degree eye vision. Even as I sit with morning coffee planning next team trip to Tekapo to massacre hundreds of his relatives he seems completely unworried! Obviously at home. His place. Nice that he tolerates me on the property..
Practicing my brief whistles/calls with him - the ones that often stop his relatives when running in the field for that 2-3 seconds pause. Not their best idea..
And he has another challenge coming up as he eats a few weeds from area out the back where the chook house and woodshed were recently removed. This afternoon that spot gets a dose of roundup which will not improve his wellbeing. Can be toxic for 7 days it appears. Hope he dines somewhere else for a while - have got quite used to the little bloke!
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