Down the Sidewalk to Shop

We finally got her across the Rambla, and she dragged herself along at as slow a pace as possible.   That is, until we passed the shop where we occasionally buy her ice cream.  Then she wanted to go in and kept looking hopefully.  No, she’s never been able to go in, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t want to.

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