Chapter 29
Kim put the little quoll back in its log with a few meal worms, refilled the water bowl and shut the gate. They were doing so well. Louie had put on a record amount of weight. Mel would be pleased . . . if she knew, that was. Two days since she’d told Mel about the dingoes, and Kim hadn’t seen her since.
The rhythmic sound of an axe on wood rang out. Jake’s enthusiasm for chopping firewood was really paying off now it was winter. Kim went back to the house, passing the woodshed on the way. She found Abbey trying to teach Dusty to collect kindling. He had the hang of finding and picking up sticks okay. Bringing them back was another matter, and involved a vigorous game of chasey.
Jake was piling evenly-sized logs into the wheelbarrow. He’d become an expert at using the splitte
