Here comes that stray dog wondering up the street. He stops and then enters my front yard. A cat, we call Sticky, is chased up our sugar maple tree. Since we sometimes feed Sticky on the front porch, the dog makes his way to the front porch in search of any food left. A bark or two is further given towards the cat before the dog is on his way up the street. Although there is a leash law, several dogs are allowed to run free in our neighborhood. I don't know if the stray has an owner. Sticky is in his own front yard, but no animal knows property boundaries. Unable to bring Sticky inside because of his feline leukemia, he stays outside. Our indoor cats could be infected if I allowed him in. We do hate this. His outdoor existence has to be tough.
We love Sticky. He is an offspring of Skillet (a previous stray we used to feed.) We can't help but love the little fellow. Afraid of approaching bad weather and predators, my son built Sticky his own house.
Read: "A House for Sticky" in next week's cat blog.