911

So, this morning, our dog called the police. Peaches and I were enjoying breakfast (I made hash browns). Our dog was happily playing with her rope bone on my backpack. And my cell phone rang. This was odd because I only use the phone to let Peaches know how late my train will be. Peaches and I looked at each other and she said, “I’m right here.” I answered it and a state police officer asked if everything was all right. They had received a 911 call from my cell phone. Somehow, when our dog was playing with her bone on my backpack, she dialed 911.