New Year’s Eve was grim. I was thrown from a moving car into a boatyard with three large dogs, but managed to escape and hid under a building all night. I cried a lot.
In the morning I was found by The Mariner who coaxed me out with cream cheese and biscuits – I was exhausted, frightened, dehydrated and absolutely starving.
After a lot of TLC, more food and a major de-fleaing, I felt safe enough to fall asleep on the boat. Aren’t I cute and tiny?
That will keep the rats down on board !
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Thank god you found him! Looks like Tiller’s loving life at sea
I have a ginger boy too!
Hi woodandrope, thanks for stopping by! Yes, I’m very lucky indeed, and loving my life on the ocean wave. ‘Hi’ to your Oliver!
oh you was so tiny like our Henry when rescued. Your owners are wonderful xxx
Henry is rescued too? Ah, glad he was found by some caring people. It’s amazing how heartless some people can be isn’t it?
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