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
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, curled up in the
corner and fell asleep.
An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out..
The next day he was back, greeted me in my yard, walked inside and
resumed his spot in the hall and again slept for about an hour.This
continued off and on for several weeks.
Curious I pinned a note to his collar: 'I would like to find out who the
owner of this wonderful sweet dog is 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 house with six children, two under the age of
three. Can I come with him tomorrow?"