So, when I was growing up, we had an energetic red kelpie named Uri.
Uri means dog in Tahitian, so it wasn’t the most imaginative name.
He was a very intelligent dog.
Once we’d left him on the coast with some family, and he deadset turned up at our house in Sydney three weeks later.
Anyway, one Sunday morning I was walking Uri when a man stepped out onto his front yard and started swinging a massive cricket bat in our direction.
What happened next? Listen below.
