I WAS HIRED TO CLEAN A STRANGER’S TRUCK—AND FOUND THIS DOG WAITING IN THE DRIVER’S SEAT It started like any other weekend side gig. I run a little detailing business out of my garage, mostly word-of-mouth stuff. One Saturday morning, I got a call from a guy named Troy asking if I could do a rush clean on an old Ford F-150. Said he’d left it parked on his uncle’s land just outside town and couldn’t make it back for a while. Offered double my rate if I could handle it alone. Seemed weird, but money’s money. When I got there, the truck was covered in pollen and leaves, like it hadn’t been touched in months. But the strange part? There was a German Shepherd sitting inside the cab—calm, alert, like he’d been waiting on someone. I figured the dog would bark or growl, maybe even try to jump out. But he just stared at me. Didn’t move a muscle. I called Troy, but it went straight to voicemail. So I sat down on the tailgate, unsure what to do. After a few minutes, the dog pawed the window, then jumped to the passenger seat and hit the glovebox with his nose. I swear he wanted me to look inside. And when I finally did, I found a photo. It was old and bent, tucked inside a ziplock with a folded note. The picture was of the dog—same collar, same face—standing next to a woman in front of that very same truck. But the note? The note didn’t have Troy’s name on it. It was addressed to me.🔽 (continue reading in the first cᴑmment) See less
Comments