My Husband and I were out riding our horses in state forest close to our property.
45 minutes into our mountainous ride we thought we heard a noise.
“ That sounds like a dog wining” said my husband as he dismounted and whistles.
I follow his lead and also dismount and step off the track into the thick scrub looking intently in the direction of where we heard the cries.
Imagine our shock when scrambling up the mountain towards my husbands whistles was a teeny tiny puppy with a look of desperation on her sweet little face.
I rode home with her tucked down my t shirt and drove our find to the vets for a check over.
Although weak and underweight she flourished with love, care and good nutrition.
5 years on she is a much loved and cherished family member and wonderful asset to our farm.

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