First listen and then answer the question: What had happened to the writer's bag?
After I had had lunch at a village pub, I looked for my bag.
I had left it on a chair beside the door and now it wasn't there!
As I was looking for it, the landlord came in.
"Did you have a good meal?" he asked.
"Yes, thank you," I answered, "but I can't pay the bill. I haven't got my bag."
The landlord smiled and immediately went out.
In a few minutes he returned with my bag and gave it back to me.
"I'm very sorry," he said. "My dog had taken it into the garden. He often does this!"