One Man and His Dog (and Dog Purse)

Went to Fredericksburg with the wife yesterday, with the idea of stopping at some antique places.

My wife has figured out a way to get her Italian Greyhound into all kinds of places (including antique stores) by simply putting it in what we terrier folk might call a terrier bag (once used by the mounted hunts to carry terriers on saddle).

Of course, after a few hours the bag moved over to me.  Marley likes the bag -- he gets to stay warm, gets lots of attention, is very secure, and of course he can see all kinds of stuff riding high in the air.  Look how well I have trained my human, he tells the other dogs.
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