Another half an hour passed, and Tugger was just considering trying to make a swim for it, to see if he could get help, when there was a shout from the one of the junk piles. The noise of the storm wasn't so great now, and those on the tyre could just make out Mungojerrie, up on his pile, yelling and pointing at the entrance of the 'Yard. The Jellicles looked in that direction. At first, they could see nothing. Then, as if by magic, lights appeared. Suddenly, they could hear splashing.
The next second, a dozen or so humans came splashing into the 'Yard, wearing boots, plastic sheets, raincoats, and shining torches all around. The owned cats of the 'Yard meowed excitedly as they recognised their owners. The humans flashed their lights on all the cats to identify their own, and soon the owned Jellicles were nestled, purring, in their owners arms. But the humans weren't done yet. For as some humans departed with their cats, more entered the 'Yard, and began rescuing the un-owned cats. Normally, the leftover Jellicles would've been terrified of the humans. But they had sense, and could see a way to safety. Soon, all the humans were holding a cat or two, and they began to leave the 'Yard.
Tugger's owner left last, with one, final glance to check that no cats had been left behind. And as his owner turned away from the Jellicle Junkyard, Tugger looked back, and got the feeling the Jellicles wouldn't be going there again anytime soon!