Crikey ... am I ever in some strife. It's a long story but I'll try and make it short. You know how I've been on holidays .... well it's all coming to an end. We spent last night in Sydney and this morning we went and picked up Mum's, Mum (she's 95 years old) from the nursing home and Dad drove us all to the airport where Mum and her Mum took off for our home in an aeroplane. Mum's, Mum is staying with us for a bit of a holiday. Dad and I left them at the airport and we set of for home by car. Now it takes a lot longer by car so Dad and I had to stop overnight in a Motel. When we got to the Motel and settled in Dad decided to take me to a park for a bit of ball chasing to get rid of some of my excess energy as I had been in the car nearly all day and it was almost night time. Mum NEVER takes me to a park at that time of night because that’s when the Roos come out of hiding. Dad didn’t even think about Roos. He did put my lead on before letting me out of the car but just as I got out I spotted two Roos. Dad didn't see them but I did and I was going to get them no matter what. I whipped around backwards real quick, as only I can do, and slipped my collar and I was off. All Dad saw was two Roos bounding off at a million miles an hour with me in hot pursuit and, believe it or not, I was catching up to them. Fair dinkum!! Dad couldn't believe his eyes. Those Roos can run awful fast but when Dad last saw us I was catching up with them. He watched us disappear into the bushes all the time wondering what on earth he was going to tell Mum if anything bad happened. Those Roos have an awful reputation for killing us dogs. Poor Dad ... he was hoarse from calling me but I didn't hear him ... I was having too much fun. I chased those Roos for a good 25 minutes. Dad was driving around the streets looking for me and he kept going back to the park in case I went back there and all the time he was thinking I was a gonner!! Well after I was finished with those Roos I did head back but on the way I heard my name being called and I spotted Dad in the car. He had spotted me and was calling like a mad man. Crikey I was glad to see him. Before he knew it I was jumping all over him and showering him with big sloppy kisses. Oh I forgot to tell you ... it was raining .... big time rain. Dad was soaked to the skin and so was I. Just as well it's hot here, aye??? Dad was sooooooooooo relieved to see me he didn't go mad or anything. He just grabbed me in a big bear hug and nearly squeezed me to death. I was filthy dirty. I had been through some pretty dense scrub with those Roos. Poor Dad then had to clean me up. He was very relieved to find that I didn't have a scratch on me. I'm too quick for those Roo blokes. When they cornered me I just ran like the wind out of there, aye?? Dad then had to ring Mum and tell her all about it. The last words she said to him when we dropped her at the airport were "take GOOD care of my Charlie". He was pleased to be able to say that he did. Imagine if he didn't find me. What would Mum have said. I'm all tucked up in bed now. Crikey I'm beat ... I won't mind being in the car for hours tomorrow. I need the rest. Those Roos are hard work!! We'll be home tomorrow and all will get back to normal. I can't wait ...Wanna run ... love, Charlie.