Later in the evening, we went to the weiner dog race. Our friend Laura has a long-haired daschund named Bowie. He is only a few months old but they thought they would start him off early. It was a good time watching the weiner dogs go by. Bowie was not so successful. He ran out of starting gate 1 and right back in through starting gate 2. Finally he made his way down the field with some coaxing and pausing for a photo op.
After the races, we doggy-sat Bowie. Bowie got along smashingly with Colin, the great cuddler. I woke up in the middle of the night to find them spooning one another.
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