An older, tired-looking dog wandered into my yard;
I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home
and was well taken care of.
He calmly came over to me, I gave him a few pats on his head;
he then followed me into my house, slowly walked down the hall,
resumed his spot in the hall and again slept for about an hour.
This continued off and on for several weeks.
I had become more curious with each day,
so one day I pinned a note to his collar:
“I would like to find out who is the owner of this wonderful, sweet dog
and ask if you are aware that almost every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap.”
The next day he arrived for his nap, with a different note pinned to his collar:
“He lives in a home with 6 children, 2 under the age of 3 years.
He's trying to catch up on his sleep.
May I come with him tomorrow?