Rusty is a Nomad

We call him Rusty. I don't know if that is his name though. One morning, a lady driving the neighborhood and calling out the name Rusty. When I go out to water the garden, this dog was snooping behind my back. I was terrified at first but, he is very friendly and so, he stayed in our yard for few minutes and went home. Probably, he is that woman's dog. The next morning, Rusty was outside the door and when went out, he seemed to tell us that he wanted to play. So, we play "fetch". He was so happy and like a child, does not want to stop. Every morning, he waited outside our door and we played with him as if he is our dog. We do not know where he lives but, we knew he got a home. The woman never came by the road and look for Rusty also.

Anyway, we noticed that Rusty smells bad and his body was covered with mud. We thought he must be in the woods wandering. There are days that he failed to show up and we thought, the owner must chained him. There are days too that we saw him with other mean dogs. We kept wondering what's his life like? When we tried to pet him, he had a defensive look as if he was afraid that we might hurt him. My husband wanted to adopt him but, before he could find out where he lives, he vanished! For almost two months, he was gone and we never knew if he was alright. Rusty is ver smart too. One time we told him to roll over, we were surprised because he knew the command. He also knew how to crawl and can play hide! Up to now, we are waiting for Rusty to visit us one day!