Since I last blogged about my feral friend, he has been attacked by a dog. I did what I could for his wounds, which were not as bad as they could have been. Bonne Chance is still not having anything to do with being boxed for the vet - no small wonder there really. The dogs owner better hope I never find out who he is...although it is only a matter of time as it comes down my street every morning at 6:15am. I suspect they just let it out, rather than take it for a walk. Morons. What goes around comes around.