Jack!

Luckily I was at home when I saw poor old Jack wander into the garden in the wind and torrential rain and settle down on the lawn.

I'd love to know what goes on in that little chap's mind.

I went to the upstairs window and threw him sausages. He was eventually enticed forward and took one .. he usually takes it further away to eat it - but will occasionally eat in front of me. 
I've decided it's best if I keep talking - he's so jittery and if I talk he can assess where I am and that I haven't moved closer to him. 

I wandered off to do some chores in the hope that he might come forward to take the dozen or so sausages still lying around out there, but he didn't.
It's all very hard to fathom - he needs encouraging to come forward - but won't take the initiative when he isn't being watched.

Mysterious boy.