Our latest rescue has turned out to be an ace V-brake mechanic. I heard her crying near the road in a large, empty parcel of land near our house and she came running to me as soon as I got off the bike. She's home safe now.
She's taken a special liking to Otto, our
earlier rescue from the gas station. And, of course, she can't sleep without being near her lovely mommy:
And she loves to spend some quality time with her new daddy:
Since we named him Otto, should we name her Mercedes? 🤔