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helpfully.
    â€œGreat idea, let’s ask her,” he replied enthusiastically, as he picked up his mobile phone.
    Laurie the postie was more than happy to help. “Anything I can do to help the poor little things would be a pleasure. I’ll be up there to get you in a jiffy,” she replied.
    Mudpoo, Harry and Dr Damian looked quite funny sitting in the back of the mail van with boxes of surprised lizards, birds and snakes in the back with them. At each stop the correct animal was released at the exact spot Fungus McPhee had noted finding it in his diary.
    â€œHere we are, the last one; one tree goanna on Lake Road,” announced Mudpoo.
    The goanna looked very grateful as she was released. She scurried over an embankment and up a tree, as quickly as she could go.

    â€œThere, that’s all of them released back into the wild, thanks for your help Mudpoo and Harry. Maybe there’ll be a reward for you?” suggested Dr Damian.
    â€œSeeing the animals go back to their homes is reward enough,” smiled Mudpoo, “and we couldn’t have done it without all of our animal friends, especially Hooty and Sammy!”
    Laurie the postie took Dr Damian back to his ute, where he happily waved goodbye to everyone as he drove away. She then drove Mudpoo and Harry back to Captain Pete’s house where Sammy the silver gull and Hooty the boobook owl were waiting.

    â€œSizzling sausages, what an adventure!” sighed Sammy the silver gull.
    â€œThank you for all you’ve both done,” said Mudpoo kindly. “Sammy you are a wonderfully clever bird, being able to speak so many animal languages.”
    â€œOh not really,” replied Sammy, “everyone who has made a wish on the Magic Tree Stump can do it, you’ve just got to trust and believe that you can,” he smiled.
    (Mudpoo once made a wish on the Magic Tree Stump, but that’s another story.)
    â€œHooty, you are a very brave little owl,” smiled Mudpoo. Hooty’s eyes sparkled shyly.
    â€œOh,” remembered Harry out loud, “we still haven’t solved our rabbit problem.”

C aptain Pete had decided that Mudpoo and Harry must have gone for a long walk and was sitting in Gus, looking very relaxed, reading the Sunday paper. There was nothing unusual about this, except Captain Pete had taken off his boots and there was a smelly odour coming from them.
    â€œLook . . . ,” Mudpoo shouted, “YOUR BOOTS . . . !”
    â€œYes, hello,” replied Captain Pete happily, “I’m enjoying the sun on my toes.”
    â€œNo, LOOK near your boots!”, cried Mudpoo and Harry together.
    There on the ground next to Captain Pete’s boots were two rabbits gagging and gasping for air.
    â€œThe smell is making them sick,” laughed Mudpoo.
    â€œThat smell is not from me, it is from a mysterious fungus called, ‘Epidermophyton’ and it lives in many old boots,” said Captain Pete indignantly.

    â€œYou’ve solved the mystery of how to get rid of rabbits,” cried Mudpoo.
    â€œWhat?” asked Captain Pete quite confused, “my FUNGUS solved a MYSTERY?”
    â€œYour smelly boots can scare rabbits away!” yelled Mudpoo joyfully.
    â€œYou’ll be a hero,” said Harry, remembering what the farmer had said.
    â€œOh,” said Captain Pete, “that’s good!”
    â€œNo that’s wonderful,” Mudpoo replied and he ran down to the house with a new clever idea.
    Down by the back door there was a box of Captain Pete’s old boots and shoes and there were even more in the box by the laundry. Some boots had been in the box for years.
    â€œHelp me put these into a wheelbarrow and we’ll tie one to every mailbox we can find,” cried Mudpoo excitedly to Harry.
    Captain Pete helped Mudpoo and Harry walk up the road to hang the old boots and shoes on roadside posts and mail boxes. ‘They don’t smell that