So, Daisy is a camper. She loves it. Ten minutes after the tent was pitched she was thoroughly dirty, chasing goannas and making friends with the neighbours.
In fact, she's abandoned us all together and moved in with the family next to us that have a bunch of kids ranging from one to 13. We have barely seen her in the last couple of hours, we just hear her squeal with delight from inside one of their tents.
Ah well, maybe she'll be back when she gets hungry. Or then again, maybe not. She's scoring potato chips and soda over there.
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