A Chance MeetingBoris was a poor little soul and he didn't spend much time with me up at Diggle. I found him staggering across the road one afternoon in spring. I stopped the car as I thought initially he had been run over. I carefully put him in my car and whizzed him off the to the vet. He was diagnosed with liver failure and was given medication but the vet said the prognosis was poor. However, he did survive for several months. He loved sitting in front of the fire. If I had returned him to the environment that I had found him, I am sure my first suspicion would have been realised and he would not have lasted very long. |
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