On a cold, wet day in sunny Arizona, just before 
Thanksgiving,  I went to get some things at the grocery 
store.  As I lifted the garage door, in walked a 9 month 
old gray/white Alaskan Malamute.  He wagged his tail,  
had no collar and obviously was lost.  I put him in the 
back yard and went to get my groceries.   I returned in 
about 45 minutes.
 
Now we had two other dogs and a large pet door.  When I 
entered the house,  there in the kitchen was the Mal and 
my other dogs,  tails wagging and happy grins.  Food was 
in order.
 
That evening the television was playing "The Visitors".  
My husband looked at our guest and said "Hi V".  V stood 
for the visitor.  Well "V" was with us for 16 wonderful 
years.  He was the visitor that came and stayed.  
With love "V".