Dixie was moving all over the place and managed to get her leash caught up in one of the wheels on the barrel. I struggled to get her and the barrel back to the carport; then I turned the barrel on its side in the grass and managed to get the leash loose from the wheel.
Finally, a neighborhood cat (mostly black with a little white on its chest) came in the carport as we were heading to the kitchen door. It hunkered down as Dixie looked at it. I said NO! and Dixie didn't bark at the cat. She tried to move toward it, though, and I gently used the leash to pull her toward the door.
When I opened it, Dixie hurried in. I don't know what happened to the cat.
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