By the time he arrived hay was every where - over the fence , on the fence, wrong side of the fence, everywhere. The lad had thrown out every last straw and hopped down from the back of the ute and gathered up a handful to offer through the fence. But when the big fellow did arrive and stretched out his big tongue to take a mouthful of what was on offer all bravery vanished, the hay was dropped and the lad was gone.
