As we headed towards the Victorian era goldmining boomtown of Ballarat, I felt a sense of adventure. Lila and I were finally returning to Boskyrhomb Kennels, situated amongst the endless acres of a former sheep station, where she would reunite with her biological family of “free-range” Labs. It was bound to be fun!
When the car turned into the dirt road leading up to the house, Lila put her nose to the air. A moment of recognition. Scanning for trains we then hastily bumped across the railway tracks. Further along, some big blue plastic bags of silage in a paddock prompted a single suspicious bark. Then nose forward again.