…and one of the guys eating with us, we ate at the bar since we only got appetizers, was taking his dog for a run.
Oh what fun! Bela is one of those perfect dogs. With a tennis-ball-hurling-stick I could get the ball to go for a mile. She would then race out for it no matter how far, come back and drop that baby right at my feet, sit as instructed, and wait.
I was not in the least tempted to want a dog but wow-ee that was fun.