I found him in the memorial park in Coventry yesterday.
Abandoned.
All alone.
Forlorn.
He needs his owner.
I'm having visions of him being The Chosen One and a poor mother somewhere desperately searching for a replica - only to find her child has that quirky 6th sense that all children seem to possess: the ability to sniff out a desperate parent's scam at 60 paces.
I've posted his image and details on a public post on my timeline. 325 brilliant people have shared so far.
Would you help?