We met Plywood when he crashed a BBQ we had in early June. We didn’t realize it, but he was auditioning for his new family.
He was charming, but malnourished. Knowing that once you feed a stray, you’ll never get rid of them, Joe said, “You’re not feeding him are you?” I replied, “Of course not!”
Of course I did, and I continued to do so.
He made himself at home in our backyard.
Around October, when it started to get cold, and we had a rainy spell – I had enough and decided to take him in.
Happy birthday Plywood – thanks for finding us!
All of our pets have been rescued animals. Congratulations!
🙂 Played y’all for the suckers (read good hearted) that you are! 😀
Debra – Thanks, rescues make the best pets!
Jim – He read the stamp on my forehead!