Somebody’s been sleeping on my trails. I don’t know who it is, but I was walking along and saw something blue off under a tree. So I immediately had to put on my Detective Dog hat and go check it out. What’s a sleeping bag doing on my trails?
Coyotes and bunnies sleep around here, but people don’t sleep here. Until now, at least. So why would someone sleep here when there are houses so close by. Even I sleep in a house – on a nice comfy bed.
Or if the sleeping bag owner likes camping, then wouldn’t it make sense to go further away from the houses? I don’t get it.
Notice I’m checking this thing out in pointer stance – after all, I am part pointer – and there were some really serious smells clues going on. I barked at that thing – and I don’t bark unless it’s important – hoping some more clues would be released, or someone would crawl out, but no luck.
Since I’m not getting anywhere here, I think I’ll head on down the trail, and keep my eyes open for a sleepwalker. I may have to guide that sleepwalking person back to bed – but not until I’ve done some interrogating and found out the rest of the story.