I've always loved kookaburras. Their laugh has been a welcome sound my whole life, even if they wake me up early. When I was a child I was frightened of snakes, and there were plenty to be found round where we lived. I recall one morning seeing a kookaburra sitting in a tree beside our house, with a snake hanging from its mouth. It whacked it periodically against the tree, happy to have caught its breakfast. I was completely in awe. And still am.
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