She looks more like a dead dog than a sleeping one...
My father had a great time training the dogs we growing up. He trained his favorite dog to roll over clockwise, counterclockwise, shake hands, sneeze when he wanted to go out, and (instead of "lie down") be a DEAAAAAAD DOG.
I think he would have trained us to do similar tricks, if my mother would have allowed it.
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