ohmidog!

I was blogging with one eye, watching Ellen Degeneres with the other, when I noticed Ace standing at the front door, wagging his tail and whimpering.

I got up to see what he was looking at — an older black and brown dog, one I’d never seen before, standing on my doorstep.

When I let Ace out, they quickly made friends. I checked her tags, and discovered her name was Lucy Brown. There was a phone number, but I’d never heard of the street the tags said she lived on. With no human in sight, I opened the door and let Ace lead her inside.

He showed her around, and she followed wherever he went — bedroom, office, living room, kitchen, and the back porch where the dog food is kept. She drank some of his water, came up to be petted and explored some more as I called the phone number.

The person who answered said she’d be over in five minutes.

Turns out Lucy Brown, a sweet, sweet girl, hadn’t strayed too far — just a couple of blocks. She was being house sat, and there were workmen in and out, and Lucy Brown had wandered off, the housesitter explained when she came to pick her up.

Quick as she appeared, Lucy Brown disappeared, jumping into the back seat for the short ride home.