...to the awesome big guy in the red shirt who came along at just the right time on Easter Monday when, in a decision I would - ahem - of course question in retrospect, I jumped off the boardwalk at the end of Killarney Lake to investigate a truly interesting “thingy” down there and found - to my surprise and increasing distress - that I couldn’t jump back up. Nor could I seem to stand on those darn weedy things growing up from the lake. And as far as lily pads being called “pads”?
Forget it!
My owner looked like she wasn’t going to be much help (was she gonna jump in? then what?) when YOU miraculously came along, sized up the situation, lay down on the boardwalk, grabbed me by the shoulders and lifted me straight up over your head! WOW.
Amazing! Thank you thank you thank you. You rescued me! Deep thank you’s also from my owner:
Wendy Holm
