Bloomers doesn't get on the list until he eats a corn dog.
Meanwhile, Bambu spotted foraging for free produce in the national park, kicking wallabies out of his way....
https://www.reuters.com/article/us-australia-bushfires-wildlife/koalas-wallabies-endangered-by-australia-bushfires-ecological-disaster-idUSKBN1ZC0DS?il=0
In a mission dubbed Operation Rock Wallaby, national park staff used helicopters to air drop thousands of kilos of carrots and sweet potatoes to brush-tailed rock wallabies in remote areas of New South Wales state.
“The provision of supplementary food is one of the key strategies we are deploying to promote the survival and recovery of endangered species like the brush-tailed rock wallaby,” NSW environment minister Matt Kean said.
“The wallabies typically survive the fire itself, but are then left stranded with limited natural food as the fire takes out the vegetation around their rocky habitat.”
Don't like carrots and sweet potatoes.
Wouldn't steal food from the hungry Wallabies. "Thou shalt not steal"....stealing from terrorists should be ok.
As luck would have it, bambu's
gamble, …..after much real estate market research both from tv programs and attending auctions for several years in person, …..
of borrowing money, tastefully renovating his house, holding his nerve having been made pre-auction offers[what he considered not enough, gotta get his money back, and be able to buy into retirement complex plus have money left over for food and bills into the future]...paid off.
As he'd hoped, some people of the huge crowd on the front lawn [the lawn was lush green, the flowers in bloom, sunny day, bambu's own
hand-picked auctioneer] were serious bidders who wanted the "one owner, first time offered to the market" home.
bambu hid in the backyard [with friends for comforting if it all turned to mush].
He set a reserve price needed to get the 'food and bills' money.
mrs bambu watched it all, would be relaying the news, good or bad.
Buyers, not wanting to part with their money, made very low offers to start with, hoping the "silly old White man who owns the house" would sell it for a song. 'Silly old White man' not as dumb as he looks. 'Can't be greedy, gotta meet the market' all very nice, but what is the 'market' said he...and set the reserve price he needed.
Auctioneer, ...young, polite, sharp, voice everyone can hear, firm... told the bidders: "You're not going to get it for that".
The bidding went on for ages, bambu almost a nervous wreck in the backyard.
Then finally the reserve was reached...unbeknown to bidders..
An excited mrs bambu relayed the news.
Owners have to then declare the home "on the market", or sell to highest bidder...can do either/both.
"On the market", "this home will be sold today", "it's no good coming back tomorrow and looking, you will have missed out"...said auctioneer.
The bidders sitting and waiting to see the state of play, then came out of the woodwork.
Up and up went the bids, finally a youngish Indian man and Youngish Chinese man were left.... "You only need two" bambu knew from attending auctions.
One man stopped bidding, the other the winner.
Team bambu rejoiced..."food and bill money we have!"
Gotta love those legal immigrants.
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