This Sunday, Mickey and I went to the West End Farmer's Market. It is held weekly at the large park that borders our neighborhood.
Mickey was overwhelmed by the number of other dogs and the sound of the Peruvian flute player. I was able to pick up a yummy pastry for breakfast. I wish I could have shopped more but I was either dragging Mickey along (as he practiced passive resistance) or was carrying him (and I didn't want to go near edibles with a dog in hand).
I did convince the little guy that we should at least get documentation of the excursion for you guys.
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