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By FA Admin
He was so tired his brain had stopped working.
Summit, the golden retriever from @bakerbarnes, is on the deck after a five-hour playdate, barking into the house like someone locked him out. Snowy mountains sit behind the railing. The sliding door in front of him is already wide open.
He keeps looking in, more frustrated with every bark, while one front paw sits across the threshold he thinks is closed.
From inside, his person calls him through: “It’s open.” Then, warmly, “Come on in. Come on in.”
That is when it finally lands. He steps through — then drops into a little embarrassed huff, the softest admission a golden can make that the door was never the problem.