I found this guy racing me up the road. He looked like a comical little crocodile on a mission. I was on the 4 wheeler and he was running flat stick up the middle of the road. I didn’t want him to be run over so I picked him up and cradled him gently in my cupped hand the kilometre or so home. He objected, latched on to the side of my finger with his teeth and didn’t let go until I put him down. Ow! We released him in a tea tree grove, far from the danger of wheels, where hopefully he will live a long and happy life.