Originally Posted by TwentySeven
Just out of curiosity, HoffaLives. How did you find out he was there and how did you catch him? (I thought they are hard to get rid of).
And, sorry about my english, what does "flipped him in the drink" mean"?
The cat brought him aboard and dropped him unscathed in the cockpit. He was really cute too.
By flipped him in the drink I mean I carried him over to the rail and dropped him carefully in the water. I really was rooting for the little bugger and was rather saddened when I saw him turn around and go the wrong way.
And speaking of critters, a family of sea otters were playing on the dock next to my boat this morning. I feel bad for them; they also are delightful and yet they eat those dioxin laced crabs. Sometimes civilization really sucks. To hell with poo.