Stranger Dog, Stolen Donut, New Friend

Woke up this morning to the sound of crunching. Not my usual alarm. Turns out, a random dog had Houdini’d his way into my apartment, found the box of powdered donuts on my kitchen table, and decided my bed was the best place for breakfast. I just stared at him—powdered sugar everywhere, tail wagging like he owned the place. I don’t know where he came from, but he acted like we’d been roommates for years. No collar, just confidence. I tried to be mad, but honestly, anyone who can break in, steal a snack, and snuggle up like it’s his right is basically family now. Long story short: I shared the last donut with him. If anyone’s missing a four-legged pastry thief, he’s currently napping on my pillow. And yes, he’s a very good boy. 10/10 would let him break in again. #PetStories #DogLife #UnexpectedVisitors #Pets