I put out more salmon and "it" ate that too.

When I took the second bowl of salmon out, I realized that "it" had made a mad dash to me as soon as it saw the bowl in my hand. Confirming that "it", which looked very healthy and clean, was simply gone astray and would be found by the owner. "It" was nowhere in sight at dawn this morning so I know he was found or got home safely.

Glad I didn't get tooo attached.

PS Ches' dog braked for only a few minutes this AM.