If you look around after prime time (which doesn't mean a whole lot anymore ever since we dumped cable TV) and Casey is no where to be found, our farmboy has turned in. He just retreats to his kennel, bundles up his favorite sweatshirt for a pillow, and crashes. It just seems like he never quite got off of central standard time.
(What?!...It's late OK.)
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