Clunk … clunk bang clunk clunk … thump bump clunk … snort bump snort.
It is oh-dark-thirty and Momma Kitty’s eyes are larger than her head and her tail looks like it could be used to wash a 2-liter soda bottle.
Snort snort snort …
I woke up at the first thump (captain sleeping with one ear open) and know Swallow has a boarder … more exactly Swallow’s dinghy has a boarder.
I climb out of the warm berth and grab a flashlight. I slide open the companionway hatch and turn the flashlight beam onto the dinghy. The harbor seal gives me one look and slither-hops out of the dinghy into the water with a splash.
Boarder successfully repelled I close the hatch, stow the flashlight and slide back into the berth. Momma Kitty sits at the companionway ladder for a while longer and then returns to bed.
Just another night when living aboard.
Sorry no pictures but here is one of the dinghy being towed –
S/V Swallow 