Mike showed up at 9 pm last night. He acted a bit better in that he wasn't as frightened. He only ate about 2 bites then left again. I stayed on the porch with him trying to make him feel safe to eat. He wasn't here this morning.

The neighbor's big boxer was though. She had carried their food bowls off the porch again. She got me trapped on the porch. She wasn't trying to hurt me, she was wanted petted. I couldn't get her to leave. He owner finally came and got her and put her in the house. She could have knocked me over just by turning around. I'm afraid he may be mean to her. When he yelled at her, she crouched down and wet on my porch. sigh

We do have leash laws here but we have a kill shelter. If the dog catcher took her she wouldn't last long. Besides, there are two kids in the family. I wouldn't want to have their dog taken away. She might not have a great life but it's better than no life.

I have no place inside where I could put Mike. He would be probably more terrified in the house than he is outside any way. He would have to face 7 unknown cats. I can't allow cats in the bathroom anymore since Frankie tore my shower curtain down and I can't get it back up.

When I tried to put Mike in the shed once, he got his claws into me. I still have a scar from that. sigh