A visitor to the dog park: Silent Sunday

Posted on April 7, 2019 by Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
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About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist

I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
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16 Responses to A visitor to the dog park: Silent Sunday

  3. Sharon Bonin-Pratt says:
    April 7, 2019 at 3:33 am

    Not a stray to take home.

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  4. trentpmcd says:
    April 7, 2019 at 6:12 am

    In the dog park? That looks big enough to eat a small dog. OK, a medium sized dog!

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  5. Charli Mills says:
    April 7, 2019 at 7:14 am

    How long is that visitor? At least he doesn’t have a belly lump the size of a small dog.

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    • Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist says:
      April 7, 2019 at 12:41 pm

      Not yet anyway. A year or so ago there was one unable to move on a log that had fallen in the river. We all decided it had died and bloated a bit in the sun. That afternoon it had gone and I have forever wondered – was it just sated or did a bird carry off the body. I’d say it is at least as tall as me 5ft 7″ or longer.

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  6. D. Avery @shiftnshake says:
    April 7, 2019 at 12:11 pm

    Yikes. Looks like he’s found some sort of squirrel like thing there at the base of the tree. Better that than the dog.

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  7. robbiesinspiration says:
    April 8, 2019 at 2:59 pm

    Lovely from a distance, Irene.

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