Is Compassion Lost?

He wasn't a solicitor. He was a mooch.I’m not sure where the little guy came from and to be honest, I’m not sure it’s even a little guy.  We call him Blue Eyes because he has the prettiest blue eyes and I was listening to Frank Sinatra at the time.  He’s not ours.  I do think he thinks we are his, however.
He appeared around our pool deck one day just staring at us.  One of the girls put out a bowl of food by the back door and we watched through the glass as he came up, sni...