Well, hello!!!

[bixaorellana]

Earlier today I took my dog Ginger over to Charlie's house, as she'd kindly offered to care for him during the moving process.

So, just now I'm sitting at the computer eating a sandwich & minding my own business when I hear the sound of a chain very close by. Unconsciously I'm waiting for Ginger to bark, but of course he'd not going to. The noise got very close, then entered the house.

I got up to investigate and a small chow dog dragging a big chain strolled right past me into the bathroom and into the shower stall. Huh? I've never seen this dog before. I gave him some water as it's very hot out, but he's mostly interested in investigating the house and porch. I say "he" on account of the leg-lifting.

What to do?

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Offer him a bone?

[bixaorellana]

Really ~~ Knick-knack, paddy whack.

He hung around for a while, but was really restless. He did give me a kiss on the hand, but I wanted him to relax enough for me to take that chain off him. Then I got a phone call & when I next looked, he was on the road in front of the house, trotting off to who-knows-where. Hope he got home, or finds a good home.

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Amores perros....

[mich64]

When we moved out here (that being a rural lake road) we were surprised at how many visitors we would get stopping by. By that I mean, canines, not humans. In a way it became a fun way to have met some of the neighbors. Sometimes in the summer it looks like a dog daycare because so many will stop by to play and move on.

One afternoon, Taffy (one of Jebidah's girlfriend) came by when we were having a family BBQ, she decided to stay for the day too, laying at anyones feet and enjoying the sun.

We never feed or give treats to any of our visitors.

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My parents always claimed that they didn't really like cats (you know: dog people), but when they saw there was a scrawny apparently wild cat in their neighborhood, they began leaving food out for it, generally leftovers from dinner. If something was still in the plastic dish the next day, they would take that into consideration and try to leave things that the cat liked better. My father would be peering through the blinds at night to get a glimpse of the cat's visit (and make sure that it wasn't some other Florida wildlife getting the goodies), and he would be really excited when he saw the cat eating under the little hollow in the hedge.

If he had found the cat sick or injured one day, I'm sure that he would have taken him to the vet. Yeah, he really didn't like cats at all.