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In April 2001 myself, my friend Miranda and her eight year old son Jordan visited Koh Tao. On our second day we met a black disabled puppy that we later called Noi - which is Thai for little one. She had been rejected by the pack because she had weak back legs and a clubfoot, she was starving and infected by maggots. We fed her up and managed to enlist the help of the pharmacist to procure some anti-biotics from the nearby Koh Samui island. After I jabbed her she ran off and we didn't see her for three days. We thought she was dead.

One evening when we were walking along the beach in the sunset she appeared from nowhere. At first we weren't sure if it was the same dog because she looked so much better. She followed us around faithfully from then on and spent the nights on our balcony. By now we were completely hooked and wanted to take her home with us but it seemed impossible. We would have to leave her behind.

When we came back to the UK we couldn't stop thinking about Noi. I discovered that there was a Dog Rescue Centre on the nearby Koh Samui island and we made contact with Bridget and her husband Verna who run the centre. After another month of deliberation we decided that the only thing to do was to go back and get Noi. Miranda can speak Thai so to keep costs down we decided that Miranda and Jordan should go to Koh Tao and I would co-ordinate things from the UK.

When they arrived on the island they took the photo we had taken of Jordan and Noi around to the different restaurants but no one had seen her.