Of dogs that is:
I wrote this two years ago
I am pleased to add this update which I should have done at the time:
The lady in question went back to the shelter for Teddy. She was living on her boat part-time and had managed to work something out with a friend.
We saw her one evening a few months later or rather heard her, calling anxiously for Teddy who had gone romping off down the dog walk in the dark and she couldn’t see him.
Armed with torches, leads and biscuits, five of us helped in trying to locate him.
When MOH had his springer, we played a game where the dogs would look for each other, so Hubby sent Maggie off to ‘find him’ as we could hear him barking and hoped he hadn’t fallen into the marina.
Maggie came back being chased by a very excited Teddy who was swooped up into the arms of his owner, completely unperturbed by the smelly state of him. He hadn’t gone swimming, but had found something rather delightful to roll in.
She later sold her boat but she and Teddy were inseparable.