For a native bird, it’s not often that I have seen a Kookaburra out and about.

The first Kookaburra memory I can remember is at a Cub Scout camp when one came and stole a steak off the BBQ.

It then flew to a nearby log and started smacking it. I can only assume that it was trying to “kill” the steak.

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