Rough housing in the cabin was not an approved activity. 
But walks on the lake were ideal opportunities for jumping and whirling.
We discovered that Bailey growls a lot when he's playing.
Seems counter-intuitive, no?
Sadie ran circles around our old slowpoke. She's quick on her feet, that pup. Or maybe Bailey is just a slow old man. 
And when he's laying in the living room, dreaming, his feet are running and he's growling in his sleep, I'll bet he was thinking of his Nancy Lake days.
