Ellery and I had to take Otto to the Big City for a vet appointment. I try to leave a bit early, as something always seems to hold us up. And, weirdly, we breezed right through, finding ourselves 30 minutes early for the appointment.
Normally, we would hang out in the waiting room, but there was some meeting going on, and the building was locked until our appointment time.
After we discovered this, Otto flatly refused to get back in the car. (New, expensive knee on an 80 pound dog = Me not forcing the issue.) And then it started raining. So Ellery and I hung out for 30 minutes in a questionable neighborhood with the car door wide open, Ellery and I in the back, and our dog on the concrete, next to the car, in the rain.
Ellery passed the time by strapping herself into Neko’s booster and demanding I take (not-so-great) pictures of her.
At least the car was clean, eh?