Last week at this time, I had a visiting dog (I didn’t mention it in my column last week because I was hoping it would find its way back to its owner).
I was quite suspicious that it had been dropped off but I wasn’t certain. In the meantime, I thought I would try to ignore it and see if it would make its way back home.
Alas, it didn’t. She would come into the yard, play with “Roxee” a bit, and then make her way back to the end of the driveway, where she made herself a cozy place to sleep in hopes her owner would return.