He calmly walked over to greet me. I gave him a few pats on his
head. He then followed me into my house, slowly walked down the hall,
curled up in the corner and fell asleep. An hour later he awoke
refreshed, went to the door, and I let him out.
The next day my new furry friend was back, greeted me in my yard,
walked inside, lay down on his spot in the hall and slept again for
about an hour. This continued off and on for many days.
Curious, 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 six children — two under the age
of 3 — and he’s trying to catch up on his sleep. Can I come with him