Stemar
Well-known member
Got to the boat late Friday night. As I lift the cockpit cover, something leaped out and scurried off towards the bow. Frightened the life out of me – I nearly fell off!
Investigation revealed a rather sad and bedraggled looking squirrel, rather than a rat, so some oats (all I could find that it might eat) and some water were provided and a truce declared. Next morning my attempts to catch it only provoked it to jump ship, when it proved that squirrels can swim, as it made it to the shore safely.
But I’ve got 2 feet freeboad and I'm on a mooring that’s 100 yards from “dry” land even at low springs, so… HOW DID IT GET THERE????
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Investigation revealed a rather sad and bedraggled looking squirrel, rather than a rat, so some oats (all I could find that it might eat) and some water were provided and a truce declared. Next morning my attempts to catch it only provoked it to jump ship, when it proved that squirrels can swim, as it made it to the shore safely.
But I’ve got 2 feet freeboad and I'm on a mooring that’s 100 yards from “dry” land even at low springs, so… HOW DID IT GET THERE????
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