There once was an owner who had a dog and Carlyle was his name O ... okay, I can’t really fit Carlyle in with BINGO, but perhaps you get my point anyway. Carlyle and I have been having a truckload of fun. He’s been out to visit with somebody (or somebody's dog) every day as part of his socialization process. I think he likes going places but the recovery takes its toll on the little tike. He always,without fail, falls asleep on the way back home.
We went to visit his cousins and he played and played and played. This was the end result. We weren’t even a three miles away when he went to sleep. When we got home, he was knocked out. Completely spent. Oh well, guess we better let little guy get his sleep.
Yepper, there he is - laid on his back, head to the side.
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