When I was a youngster many years ago, the old man took us kid’s rabbit trapping in the Harvey Ranges out the back of Molong NSW in the 1928 Chevy. While picking up some bunnies a big red roo managed to come into view, dad got the rifle out and had a shot, the bullet grazed the roo’s paw. Dad felt sorry for the big red roo so he went up and tied his hanky around the roo's wound. Many years later we went back to Harvey Ranges for holidays and went back out to the mountain rabbiting for old time’s sake, later in the day after sinking a few beers from the Esky dad said "bugger me I think that’s the same old red roo we shot a few years back!" I said "How would you know?" "Dad said watch! And with that the big roo took the hanky out of his pouch "blew his nose" and hopped away! Believe it or not.