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I sometimes find myself looking for George when I walk by the river - I thought I saw her yesterday, it was the way this particular individual looked at me, probably just hoping for the offer of food. There were things about her stay with us that were unpleasant, mostly the smell and anxiety about infectious disease. Other things were delightful - watching her daily development, her instincts, obviously intuitive since she lacked a role model - both her mother and brother had died and father had deserted before she arrived in the world. The day we said farewell to her in the park I felt so sad it surprised me. Even the next day I couldn't tell her apart from the others. I hope she's made a life for herself, found companions and has not been picked up by predators inhabiting the park at night (27th Oct 2006).

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