Ours

Our wombat died. It was alive when I walked to the village salon for an eyebrow appointment. I didn't actually see it, but it wasn't lying on its back at the side of the road. That's what Gemma-Rose saw when she returned home from work at the end of the day.

I've seen a lot of dead wombats recently. On Sunday, there were more lifeless wombats on the side of the motorway leading to the monastery than there were dead kangaroos, which was unusual.

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