isis and the cat

Isis is lonely. It's true. She misses her best bud Phoebe in Kansas, her friend Jabber in Keller, and her boyfriend Tanis who has recently moved from San Antonio. Ever since we've been back from Kansas, she's kind of moped around. I originally thought that it was because she was too hot to do anything (ugh, Texas heat!) but tonight's adventure has made me think otherwise.
On our nightly potty-walk, Isis trotted ahead of me, tail wagging. (She's such a good girl that I kind of break the leash-rule at my apartment and let her roam free... she always follows me around anyway, and comes when I call her!). Back to the story. Where was Isis going, I wondered? I hadn't seen her so sprightly in weeks! Well, turns out she was anxious to get a sniff of one of the feral cats that makes my building its home. It was so cute... she walked right up to the cat, tail wagging, and went nose to nose with the wild thing. The cat looked at her, curiously, then at me, then back at Isis. Isis just wanted a friend, but I don't think the cat was interested. The cat entertained Isis's sniffing for just a brief moment, then was off! Isis just looked longingly after it. So sad! The rest of our potty trip Isis was back to moping. I gave her two treats when we got upstairs... I probably shouldn't get Isis in the habit of emotionally eating, but I just felt so bad for her! She's in definite need of a doggy friend... or kitty friend, she doesn't discriminate! So, my plan for tomorrow? Dog park. Let's hope we don't melt or scare away potential friends by smelling and/or sweating too much!