The neighbor down the street has lived in the same house since he grew up there in the 50s.
And he’s always had a dog, and his dog always wanders free all day.
Because that’s how he did things when he was a kid.
Now I have a feral guy, Loper, who mostly comes to the front porch, since the back porch belongs totally to my guys.
And Nikki, who mostly comes and goes from the front for the same reasons.
So I often put Nikki’s breakfast out front, or Loper’s dinner, when he comes by.
So neighbor is asking that I not leave food out there, because it is making his dog fat.
For a while I compromised by putting the food up on the climbing structure, but for one thing, it started getting the carpeting on it dirt.
For another, his dog just jumped up on the chairs and climbed over.
And I sort of worried he fall and hurt himself, being a small and ugly dog of a sort that doesn’t look bounceable.
So now I’m back to leaving stuff on the porch at times.