I had to go into Maryland today, so I took the hounds along and we went for a stroll downtown Brunswick. Naturally, they found a new ride that they thought that I needed, one that may not be as fast as the cars loved by the likes of Keads and Tam, but one that could dish out and take a bit more of a beating.
It's a beautiful tank, and it's been here since 1946. There was originally a howitzer here following World War One, but the city was asked to give it up for a scrap metal drive for World War Two. The Defense Department promised them a tank at the end of that war in return, and they came through with this one.
The dogs and I walked all around downtown, and I was a bit sad but not surprised to see one of my formerly-favorite restaurants has apparently gone bust.
I also found a dog-friendly antique store in Past and Present Antiques, and the owner graciously allowed Murphy and Belle in and even gave them biscuits. And Murphy and Belle were well-behaved enough not to knock any of the expensive breakables off of the shelves and tables as we waked the aisles, although I did keep a pretty tight rein on them. Here they are after enjoying their snacks.