The first night, he slept underneath the mosquito net outside, as Becky slept next to him on the floor in the back bedroom. Bless him, the next morning he greeted us with big wags of his tail! We sat with him during the day and picked maggots off with twigs as chopsticks. The second morning, he’d had enough of being cooped up! He tried to get out and stuck his head through the mosquito net, which is how he greeted us, looking like Elizabeth I with an enormous ruff!