D.O.P.-T.

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I've seen Ms Bella only a couple of times in the past week or two, and once she was hanging out on the fence above the side gate in the back yard, so someone may have managed to get her trust and adopted her; I hope so. So I suspect I'm mostly feeding old Mr Orange now. I've seen him several times, fleeing to safety when we come out to the car in the evening, or when I bring out the dog for walkies. He often takes several tries to eat the food; even though it's soft, he seems to have some trouble biting off chunks. When there are almost no traces left in the bowl, I think it's Ms Bella again.