But then he ends up almost falling asleep by suppertime. And sometimes before that.
Like in a car.
Or on a couch.
Or even on the back of a golf cart!
I texted my nephew and said, "Please tell me he has a seatbelt on!"
He wrote back, "No, but I've got my arm across him. He's not going anywhere."
Poor Biscuit. He's gonna need a vacation after his vacation.
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