Reference :- Ken junior took days to return with our supplies .
When he arrived back in Kooralya the first thing I wanted to know was why Ken junior had taken so long to get our supplies .
" The first thing I want to know is why you took so long to get our supplies . " , I said .
Dog was jumping all over Ken junior , and running around him in tight circles wagging his tail furiously .
" It's a long story . Let's unpack first . Hey settle down Dog ! " , Ken junior said
Dog did no such thing .
Ken junior knelt down , grabbed Dog's collar with one hand and picked up a small stick with the other . He looked Dog in the eyes . Dog tried to lick his face . Ken junior winced and pulled his head back .
"Dog dog dog dog dog ! " , Ken junior said .
Ken junior threw the stick as far down the back yard as he could . Dog paused , watched it arc through the air and with ears pricked , noted that it landed beside the chook pen .
" Go get it boy ! " , Ken junior said .
Dog's eyes darted towards the chook pen briefly , then he let out a little whimper , and jumped up to lick Ken junior's face again .
" Get out of it you mongrel ! , Ken junior said .
Dog suddenly took off after the stick .
The lads and I started unloading the ute , which proved to be an annoying task . Mud stuck to our boots and left a trail down the hall. Dog kept dropping a drool covered stick at our feet . Ken junior had tied everything down with rope , using his so called " truckie knots ' that don't quite release the way they should .
"I see you have used your Gordian knots again . " , I said .
" What does that mean ? " , Ken junior said .
" It means you can't untie them unless you happen to be Alexander The Great with a bloody sword ." , I said .
" Stop exaggerating , I 'll show you how to do it . " , Ken junior said .
Ken junior walked to my side of the ute , looked at the knot , shook his head with disdain , and sliced through the rope with his pocket knife .
"It's as simple as that . ' , Ken junior said .
I grabbed a carton of beer .
" I will take this up to the house. " I said .
The lads watched me pick my way carefully through the muddy backyard , beer carton on one shoulder .
" Do you think he's given up ?" , Monte said .
" Yeah , I think so . ", Gabbo said .
They were right .
Your comrade , Ken
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