But this particular incident sticks out.
It was 3am, and I was tucked up in bed, happily snoozing away. Suddenly, I woke up. Silence for a moment, then a loud banging started next to my head.
There was splashing and thumping, and I could hear the ropescreaking.
“What the….?” It took me a moment to collect myself, before I realised. An animal! No!
What if it was my cat? What if poor dear Tigger wasdrowning?
I ripped off the duvet and pulled on a jumper. Diving down the boat, I clutched at my keys and shot out of the door, the noises becoming fainter with each step.
The concrete on the side of the canalscratched my bare feet as I jogged the length of the boat, trying to avoid tripping over the ropes in the dim moonlight.
I reached the end and saw something in the water...
To be continued ...