“What a handsome dog. Who IS that?!” Scottie Russin said.
He looked in the mirror. A black and white sugar cookie patterned dog, or maybe it was a cowhide dog(?), noticed him.
“Hey, the dog moves around when I move!" Scottie moved around in a circle; the stranger did at the same time.
“Whoever he is, he’s one handsome fellow. I’m sleepy.”
And, Scottie fell asleep in front of the stranger.