Waifs and Strays

Well this wee man was a stray that my Bookclub friend Di and I picked up on our way.

The local vets were closed, it being a Saturday afternoon, so our host, Jill said bring him along. He was a bit waifish, thin, and some matted hair.

A post on the local group pages eventually found his owner, and off he went being branded as a regular escapee. My view is the owner needs to try harder!

Never a dull moment.