After deciding the pooch on my porch was merely scared by my dogs and so was trying to be as mean as he could be to get rid of them, I filled a water bowl and carefully placed it on the end of the porch. I didn't get too close in case he really was Cujo. He stayed on the mat, but I could see a slight wagging of his tale. I think his infected eye made him seem scarier than he really was. So I headed back inside to watch him from the window. He cautiously wandered over to the bowl and had almost reached it when a large truck came barreling down the road sending the pooch back to the mat where he stayed.
I could tell by his size he needed a meal. By this point my overwhelming anger for his moronic previous owners was starting to wain and I was starting to feel more and more sorry for him. So I did exactly what you're not supposed to do if you don't want to keep a stray. I took him a bowl of food. This time I placed it a little closer to him. A bigger wag of the tail followed. I moved the water a little closer. He was still staying on the mat. Why wouldn't he? The last human he had come in contact with threw him out of a car. But that tail wagged a little more.
Dumb dog had me at that point. Now I really felt bad for him. So I backed away, went inside and watched from the window. He devoured the food, and then lied down on the mat to rest. He looked exhausted. So I left him alone and he stayed there for a few hours. Finally, I decided I needed to figure out a way to try to befriend this animal. If I couldn't befriend him, I'd have to call animal control at noon. My dogs were getting tired of being cooped up on the back porch.
Heading back out with a pocket full of treats, I was able to get much closer this time. He almost came close enough to take it from my hand. He really needed some medical attention for that eye. Poor thing. I decided then to head back inside and start getting things ready to go to town. I'd need more treats to lure him into the vehicle for sure. But when I went back outside, he was gone.
We searched and searched, but he had just disappeared. I kept watching out the windows all day, hoping he would return. I even left the water bowl out there. I felt sure the dogs barking probably just spooked him and he'd be back when he got hungry again. But there's been no sign of him. He's gone. I hope for his sake he finds someone else who will fall for him as quickly as I did.
Good luck little fella.