Sleeping Dogs

An old, tired-looking dog wandered into the yard. I could tell from his collar (though no tags) and well-fed belly and how clean he was that he had a home.

He followed me into the house, down the hall, and promptly fell asleep on the couch.

My dogs didn’t seem to mind him. He seemed like a good dog and I was OK with him, so I let him nap. An hour later he ambled to the door and I let him out.

The next day he was back, resumed his position on the couch, and slept for an hour.

This continued for days. Curious, I pinned a note to his collar: “Every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap. I don’t mind but want to be sure it’s OK with you.”

The next day he arrived with a different note pinned to his collar.

“He lives in a home with six children — all boys. I’m sure he’s just trying to catch up on his sleep. May I come with him tomorrow?”

3 thoughts on “Sleeping Dogs

  1. MairMair says:

    OHMYGAWD! That’s a fabulous story. Are you sure it’s true?? It sounds like a story you’d hear at a comedy show. I LOVE that you sent a note and I LOVE that the owner replied back. Awesome!


  2. bc says:

    Dude, it’s a joke. It MAY have happened to someone, but not me.
    My dogs jumped in the truck with Andrew today and are going to go over and put muddy paw prints in Rick’s house. HAHAHAHAH!


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