Harry the Heron (or is it Harriette) snags breakfast from the creek early one morning. This is a sizeable fish that swam too close to Harry's favourite ramp and that was the end of fishy. Harry looked like he did not know quite what to do with his prized catch, but eventually after a lot of fish wriggling, the fish disappeared down his gullet. I think this was a Blue Heron Malox day.
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