I had a dog named Ginger who would look for 'love' anywhere. Horniest animal I ever met. He was a stray that showed up one day, stayed for a year and disappeared. You would not believe what that mongrel tried to do to furniture, cars, anything that would stay still for longer than a few seconds. I watched him one day take a whiz on a tree, begin to saunter away, and then as an afterthought, he went back to the tree and--I will allow the reader to imagine the rest. Cats were afraid of him not because he barked--he didn't have a mean streak in him--but because he had a look in his eye when he chased after them. I don't know what eventually became of him, but odds are that he died happy.