Oh my god, we came across two dingoes this afternoon. It was sooo nervewracking! One was a cream cross-breed and he was HUGE. The second was a female, I think, and she looked really nervous around us. She took off immediately, but the big male stood around a while longer, just looking at us.
He's going to get a bullet in his head if he's not careful. The cattle farmers around our barn shoot them and hang their skins on the fences to ward off other dingoes from their herds.
We found that out the hard way, one time. The horses started freaking out for some reason, and we all had no clue what was happening...we forced them to go forward and then stopped. There were five skins hanging on a fence close to the reserve gate. We had no clue they were even there!
Guess the horses smelt them...