Two dogs. One Floor.
Only one of these pooches is alive, as in breathing. With a heartbeat. The other is quite dead, as in stuffed. No nothing.
I confess, I’ve been fooled by the dead one more than once. In fact, that dog has gotten me so many times, I now just greet the lifeless form each time I see it. For some reason, that seems to make it easier for me to be around it. Him. For it was once a he.
Any guesses as to which is dead and which is alive? Absolutely no prizes offered!