The hardest part about yesterday was letting go. It was, potentially, the beginning of the end. Would Kingsley -- after tasting the freedom of unrestricted, all-day playtime -- be bored at home with me? Would he grow tired of his toys, his bed, his usual spots on the couch, in front of the TV, under the kitchen table and bed? Well, does this look like a sulking pup to you?
I'll let you decide.
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