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The Dovey estuary from Aberdovey about 2 weeks ago; I rescued a dog called Bob off a road not far from here. Well, I say "rescued" - he was running along, old and confused, and I offered him a place in the footwell of our clapped out Citroen, a place he gladly climbed into. He proceeded to stare at me with his beautiful sad old blue eyes as if to say "what now? I trust you, but what now?" Thankfully the first place I tried was his home and his owner was very pleased to see him; I say "thankfully" because, truly, if it hadn't been his home, he might have had to have come home with me...

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