Female Dingo unsure about photo session

Female Dingo unsure she's looking her best for morning photo session on Townsville Town Common Conservation Park salt flat behind Pallarenda township the other morning. Eventually she trotted off to join more wary male mate. Welcome sight for me, perhaps less so for the many dogs and owners in Pallarenda. Howling from husky (the voice, not the breed) male should have triggered responses from domestic dogs yet in this case did not. As usual I couldn't resist the vocal challenge but was out-yowled decisively. Fewer Dingos being seen in the park these days after park rangers hazed cheekier animals away to more distant sections of the park for their own welfare. One or two were losing all fear of people, which can lead to danger for park visitors and for the Dingos.   

Dingo tops retail jingle jungle, by jingo!

It's jingle jingle in the retail jungle but we, by jingo, are giving you, free, a ... dingo!

Spied her long way off trotting along the airport fence early today. Stood quietly, pretended to be fence post.

She knew there was something up but only took mild fright after I bade her Good Morning. She (typically) looks in need of, say, (Brush) Turkey and the trimmings. Good luck to her.

Don't fancy turkey? What about Pheasant - Coucal, with Praying Mantis stuffing (about to be stuffed).

No? Cicada then. With Noisy Friarbird, feeding up ahead of mass munching.

Passionfruit? Not strictly festive fare, but 'tis a time of Carpenters, and Beelievers.

Looking even more Christmassy, Mud Wasp, so colourful yet so down-to-earth.

That's this year's stocking, bar a parting shot. For whatever reason nearby big cemetery offers toilet-goers splendid mirror image on approach.

With one foot virtually in grave anyway, what did I have to lose? My dignity? And it's slightly out of focus! Merry Xmas!