21/07/2026
Little Rusty’s second visit happened on a rainy day. I was, as usual, meditating on my garden swing when I heard lots of rustling coming from beneath the decking. Then, to my absolute delight, he appeared. 🧡
This time he let me gently stroke him. I’m not certain, but being the tiny baby he was, it seemed as though the raindrops frightened him and he was taking shelter under the swing.
After a little while, his curiosity returned, and off he went, bravely exploring the path towards my kitchen door...
But that’s a story for next time. 🦊