Whilst back in NZ Peter the Parker gave me a new super-beaut rat snapper. This little ingenious machine drops a lamb-docking rubber ring around the head of any snooping ratty that steps the wrong way. In tandem with super-cat, the Healing Home's rat free days were nigh.
Our girls had a good yard cleanout today. They found the rat-snappers secret hiding place - and threw it in the rubbish. By the time I got a whiff of this unfolding disaster, one of the locals had already been thru' our rubbish bags and lifted the trigger mechanism portion. May the rubber ring land upon his nose, I say.
Reduced to attacking the nits - Dtouch crunching a few nasties with Long's mum
No matter, my tale of sadness pales away in comparison to Frank (of Hagar) reminiscing about life in PNG. 'You had to be very careful of the instructions you gave those blokes' he says - and then tells the story of his organisation getting a new super-beaut ute. First job - clean the yard. 'Now, pick all the piles of rubbish up and put them on the ute' he instructed. 'When all the rubbish is on the truck, then take it to the dump and burn it all'. His instructions were followed to the letter ....