Saturday morning, out for breakfast with the dogs...at Belle's Diner, naturally. (Their corned beef and hash browns is out of this world...plus World War Two aviation motif inside, and dog friendly).
Then it was time for a walk down by the river...unless you're Murphy, then it's INTO the river.
Murphy was having a ball, swimming without a care in the world, and several tourists had stopped to watch him fetch a tin can, until...
Of course once the gutters were gone, I talked to the officers and worked things out. Murphy will still be able to swim there, but we need to be a bit more discrete about it, especially if there are gutterscum around.
Heading into Jackson Square, we heard music.
Time to relax at one of the dog-friendly bars here.