Ice Cream

After supper, and before the local anesthetic in my foot wore off, I suggested that since it was such a beautiful evening, we should take the doggies for a walk. Over to the ice cream joint, of course.

As I was scraping together enough change for a $4+ sundae, Shrike suggested that we walk a bit further to McDonald's and get something cheaper.

You know, I think Peeper enjoyed her $1.05 cone just as much.