Takeaway sat at the top of her new bridge, in the dark, waiting...
Moreton, her Mum, no less (where's the respect? ha ha), climbs up the ramp towards the pergola.
She gets almost to the end, and there's Takeaway, who has climbed quietly down her bridge, waiting for her, just out of sight.
"Boo!", said Takeaway...
Well, maybe not "Boo!", but generally, she managed to scare a couple of year's growth out of Moreton, ha ha.
There was a great scrabbling of feet, and possums going everywhere, ha ha.
Takeaway likes her new bridge... the little horror, ha ha.
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