An Intruder

There's an intruder at the front of my house.  It's a dog!  Apparently he's a Boxer, a young one I can see.  He just appeared here a few days ago and looked at Mom with sad eyes and she ran to give him water and some food.  Now, she's gone, but he's not.  So, the work is for The Other One.  I have to admit that the guy is really friendly; The Other One talks to him and he seems to melt in front of her.  I know she'd love to take him in, she's even calling him already by a name, Tiger, but he barks at Prince and me, so, the idea is eliminated.  What she did today was entering to all the online services for lost and found animals and put his picture there.  I hope she can find his family.  Tiger seems like a good guy.  We'll see...

Ola kala!