Formerly residing and working at Bottle Tree Creek, Coke was destined to spend the rest of his days chewing his water bowl and barking at the mailman in town. Asked if we could look into finding him a good home, we set about an induction to Team RockWallaby.
He's only been with us a week, but has made quite an impression thus far.
Not a plant exists in this houseyard he hasn't felt the need to urinate on.
He's particularly enjoyed marking his territory all around Fred's cage, which has the Wonderdog absolutely livid.
He's managed to find a decaying mass of something in close proximity to the house and has spent enough time smearing himself with it, that his long coat now resembles dreadlocks and he smells like a decomposing elephant.
He's very much a 'man's dog', apparently unable to even decipher my voice with his super-sonic canine hearing.
I took him to check some waters a couple of days ago in the back of the ute. A bonding exercise I'd hoped. Upon hearing the ute, the cattle decided to head for the hills, I unhooked Coke and sent him wayback. Coke promptly set in behind them and pushed them so far away, that all I could hear was the rustle of cattle through timber. He came back more than happy with himself. I promptly clipped him back up and will hand him over fully to the master for further training purposes. Obviously more a heeler, than a header.
I've since revoked his 'Team Member' badge, replaced with an 'In Training' one, complete with smiley face.