this little fella was determined to hang out on the streets all night. his mama was nowhere to be seen, and she apparently hadn't trained him to run for cover when danger lurked. or daylight. I first saw him at around 3am, but this was taken at 9am. I live on a dead end street, but there is still a fair bit of traffic, especially as people head out to work. here, at least he is by the curb, but for a good long while he was in the middle of the road and cars were swerving up onto sidewalks and lawns to get around him! there was just the faintest odour hanging about - curiously stronger inside our lobby, than outside - of baby spray. his tail was up every time I saw him and he clung to the road with those long sharp claws, uncertain as to what to do.
seriously, don't you want to get out a comb and help him with that 'do?