After a night of fun--
a little too much fun--there is no greater medicine than a bacon egg and cheese sandwich. . .

. . .a nap with a dog. . .

. . .and a conversation with a young pup. (Fletch is getting so big!)

Others go for the ol' hair-of-the-dog remedy. I'll stick with sleeping until 5:00 pm. I'm sick of dealing with dog hair.