We didn't get into Mutter's because the gal at the front desk noticed my lil guy covertly stashed in his carrier (that is shaped as a purse). Bummer.
So we wondered the streets in the shopping district until dinner time.
We had dinner at Tinto. Highly recommended.
And no, they didn't notice Oliver tucked away in his bag. He even sampled some delicious tapas now and again, but I think he'd pass on another similar adventure, because:
(1) He was cold walking about, even shivering at times.
(2) It's no fun spending so much time in a pet carrier shaped like a purse even it does mean he gets to spend the day with mum.
I don't even know what to say about my expression, but he's always adorable. And the bag I'm carrying is his covert carrier. We go lots of places with that bag.
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I'm very surprised at how smart he is. Somewhere he made the connection that he had choices between the carrier or (1) Stay at home, (2) Stay in the car, or (3) Go, Be with Mum, Go in the carrier.
And I think he trusts that I don't ask him to be trapped in it unless he needs to.
Anyway, I'm babbling.