“I’m done for; out of diesel.” His master thumps the steering wheel. “Away dog,” the cab door swings open and Kev jumps out. He’s been riding shotgun while they search dense bushland for stray sheep. Then dry lightning struck… flames crackled…sky turned fiery orange.
He tracks through falling ash and blackened gum leaves; nose sniffing out humans, guiding him home.
“Away, dog,” farmhands command, leaping into their trucks and crashing behind Kev as he races back along his trail through blistering scrub.
“That’ll do, dog.” Kev gnaws a meaty bone; a just reward from his master, singed but home safe.
He tracks through falling ash and blackened gum leaves; nose sniffing out humans, guiding him home.
“Away, dog,” farmhands command, leaping into their trucks and crashing behind Kev as he races back along his trail through blistering scrub.
“That’ll do, dog.” Kev gnaws a meaty bone; a just reward from his master, singed but home safe.
