A tired  looking dog sat by my front door one day,

He looked into my eyes,what was he trying to say?

I gave him a dog treat and a loving pat,

He followed me in and curled up on my mat.

 

He woke up after resting for a long time,

Looked lovingly into my eyes and left mine.

The next day he did the same thing,

Happiness to his eyes again I did bring.

 

He did the same thing for many a week,

A reason for his actions I started to seek.

On his collar I found a telephone number,

Spoke to a lady and questioned his slumber.

 

"He lives in a house with eight children,"she said,

"Always gets disturbed when asleep in his bed.

He seems really happy since he's found your place,

If I join him tomorrow,please can you find me a space?"