Rescued Nov 9, 2007
A cold windy night, a fierce tropical storm, on a wet garbage dock I first met him. Garbage trucks sliding garbage bins across the slimy dock, his sister was already dead. His cries for help broke my heart. Today he is my friend, my inspiration as a science fiction writer. His name is Roswell.
He is lucky to have you.
ReplyDeleteOMG Roswell is so cute! So glad you saved him and thank you for joining in the Bloggers Unite event!
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