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One afternoon, I was in the backyard hanging the laundry when an old, tired-looking dog wandered into the yard. I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home. But when I walked into the house, he followed me, sauntered down the hall and fell asleep in a corner. An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out. The next day he was back. He resumed his position in the hallway and slept for an hour.
This continued for several weeks. Curious, I pinned a note to his collar: “Every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap. ”
The next day he arrived with a different note pinned to his collar: “He lives in a home with ten children - he’s trying to catch up on his sleep.”I cried from laughter
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If MelissaK is a real commenter, I apologize for deleting your comment and I’m glad you’re here. It appears you’ll “cry from laughter” at anything, and we need more people like you.
If you’re just a spamming robot, well, congrats on being creative – you’re one step closer to sentience!
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