Living in a beautiful city like Charlotte, you can’t help but see an abundance of four-legged creatures roaming around neighborhoods, walking their owners on leashes at every turn. Well, it seems that Children’s Theatre of Charlotte has been invaded by a brood of people-sized pups and they’re not leaving anytime soon.

The Dr. Seuss-edited children’s book, “Go, Dog. Go!” by P.D. Eastman has been adapted into a play by Allison Gregory and Steven Dietz, and the result is 70 minutes of simple silliness. As the book reveals, there are red dogs, blue dogs, big dogs, and little dogs. Dogs with hats and scarves, and dogs that skate and some that drive cars. Man’s best friend can even pirouette in a pink tutu, and twirl in a red moo-moo. Okay, so I got the rhyming bug, a clear sign the performance was cute and contagious.

Veteran Scenic Designer, Anita J. Tripathi, creates an easily interchangeable set that most certainly appeals to the youngsters. Bright primary colors are incorporated throughout with pops of pink here and there. In conjunction with David M. Fillmore’s lighting, the children can’t take their eyes off the elementary comedy.

A magical scene takes the audience under the cool blue ocean waves, commanding oohs and ahhs from the mesmerized patrons. Scenes effortlessly change with most props on wheels, including some of the dogs flying by on foot-controlled cars. Think The Flintstones meets Paw Patrol.

Director Mark Sutton allows the pint-sized people to become invested in the happenings on stage. The canines take their time interacting with each other, as they don’t make sudden movements or talk too fast. The dialogue is as simple as, “Green dog, red dog. Big dog, little dog.” Though several older children were in attendance, the most fun was had by the tiniest humans from the moment the first pet crawled onstage. My seat neighbor even let out a resounding “Whooooaaaaaa!” at one point.

This performance causes you to wonder how we’ve been surviving all this time. How would we live if man’s best friend ruled the world. I’m sure unlimited bones, lazy days under shade trees, and cool dips in the nearby watering hole would be a regular occurrence.

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