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After years watching the thump of its tail on the floor and the quizzical soft brown-eyed gaze whilst it waited and begged for a few crumbs from the table I did the only humane thing left and led the poor old emaciated dog of hope out the door and with a few quiet words and a parting hug laid it to rest in the unresisting soil of neglect.
Copyright 2020 David Adès
David Adès and his family recently survived the great fires of Australia, only to be faced with floods.

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The biographical note I think overstates the position and I would like to correct it, particularly for all those Australians who were much more seriously impacted by events than we were. We did survive the fires, but were ultimately in no imminent danger from them. Whilst we felt exposed and vulnerable and anxious and there was ash in the air and smoke in the sky, the fires did not come anywhere close to us. I am grateful because our house cannot be defended in the event of fires of the nature that we saw this past summer. As for the floods, we sustained water damage to our master bedroom and en suite: in the scheme of things pretty minor.
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Thanks for the clarification, David.
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