Rufus was skulking in the bushes, awaiting an opportunity to carry out his evil plans, when he saw the old lady. She was riding her tricycle and pedalling towards the highway. Probably going to town to buy provisions, he thought. If so, she was bound to be away all day. He decided to follow, just to make sure.
Ma Turner, accompanied by her faithful companion Bazza, waited at the main road. She looked frequently up and down the highway as if expecting someone. Sure enough, it was not long before a small truck appeared on the horizon and she stepped out to flag it down. The truck slowed down and pulled over. After a friendly greeting, the driver helped her lift the tricycle onto the back tray and they drove off towards town with Bazza sitting comfortably between them on the front seat.
The fox smirked and danced a little jig. He could hardly contain his glee! The old lady and the dingo were both out of the way.
His time had finally come! No-one could stop him now!
REVENGE! AT LAST!