There’s a wind in the east and a storm’s coming in, like something is brewing. It’s about to begin.

‘Digger’ has abandoned his post and retreated to a bush shanty; living happily alone with his billy always on the boil, ‘Bluey’ by his side and an unshakeable memory of something more than mateship. A storm is brewing and an unexpected turn in the weather ushers in a magical therapist to set things str8, in a Practically Perfect way.