Accompanied by much hissing , the Curlew eggs next to the driveway hatched and the chicks were moved to a safer location by their parents .
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First one out scruffy, still wet behind the ears .
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What sounded like cane toads calling during the night resulted in one being spotted hopping along the back verandah , disappearing into a pile of boxes -being used in the cull of the century - and brickwork , before a shovel could be found . With the aid of a powerful torch , it was found hiding in narrow space between the wall and concrete blocks . While trying to kill it with a spade , it squirted me in the face , causing a quick retreat to the bathroom for a hasty wash. The coup de grace was delivered , skinning a knuckle in the process, causing bleeding.
Other cane toads were heard calling in the backyard , but could not be found despite a search with the torch.
The following day , lizards were up early running about the back verandah . One fancied some energetic thong surfing.
