So, recently we acquired a new little dog named Henry. Henry is part poodle and part other things. He is small enough to take care of easily, fit into a crate, and not pull on a leash. But big enough to take for walks and play with.
I love Henry! He was abused before he came here, so he's a little shy and stand-offish with strangers, but once you get to know him he is a cuddly little guy. He loves to run around.
Yesterday, however, I wanted to go for a long walk, and I guess it was a little too much for little Henry.
He got so tired, he just gave up! Fell to the ground and took a break. Poor little guy!