There is an orange stray that greets me every day when I go out to my car. The other day I had my dachshund Scrappy with me. I thought I had the leash shortened enough but Scrappy got the cat’s entire head in his mouth; like on of those lion taming circus acts. The cat didn’t get hurt, but I can tell it harbors a bad attitude toward Scrappy.
There is an orange stray that greets me every day when I go out to my car. The other day I had my dachshund Scrappy with me. I thought I had the leash shortened enough but Scrappy got the cat’s entire head in his mouth; like on of those lion taming circus acts. The cat didn’t get hurt, but I can tell it harbors a bad attitude toward Scrappy.