My beloved Bailey loved going for walks in the woods and trails and he never really wanted those walks to end. Even as a youngster, he seemed to have a keen sense when the walk turned the corner and we were heading home. As soon as that would happen, he’d lay down, roll over on his back and stick his feet straight up in the air. In fact, pretty much anytime he didn’t want to do something he’d just resort to “The Tumble of Death” as his show of protest. It was a little annoying, but he was sooo darn cute, we pretty much never corrected him with any sincerity. Well guess what ….