A weird thing happened to me two weeks ago. I was sitting out back enjoying a beverage and a tired-looking dog wandered into our yard through the side gate. He wore a nice collar but had no tags. He was clean and clearly well-fed, so I knew he must have home.
He acted friendly and came up to me so I gave him a few pats on the head. Then before I realized what he was doing he ambled into the open door of our house, calmly walked to the corner of the family room, curled up and fell asleep. I thought, “okay?”
He seemed harmless so I let him sleep. About an hour later he woke up, went to the door, and I let him out. The next day he was back, greeted me in the yard, walked inside and resumed his spot in the corner and again slept for about an hour. This has continued off and on for the past two weeks.
Yeah, I know, but I love dogs. I tried to follow him, but never saw where he went. Curious, I pinned a note to his collar, “I would like to find out who the owner of this sweet dog is and ask if you are aware that almost every afternoon your dog comes to our house for a nap?”
The next day he arrived for his nap he had a different note pinned to his collar. I took it off and it read, “He lives in a home with three kids under five years old. I think he’s trying to catch up on his sleep. Can I come with him tomorrow?”
Any of you ever feel this way?
Note: I’ve searched for the source of this “shaggy dog story” and found it’s been circulating in some form for years. I edited, but did conceive the story. If someone knows who did, please do let me know so I may provide them the opportunity to apologize for this waste of your time. 😉 Oh, and “true” in the title refers to the shaggy dog, not the story.