Milton definitely has his trailer legs. I stopped counting how often we go off the property with him. He’s been to highway rest stops [not a post]. He’s been to roadside convenience stores for ice before shows. He’s even stopped for gas, although I try to have the truck’s gas tank filled beforehand. Last weekend, he had a new experience. We stopped in the middle of town to pick up food.
Went to Stepping Stone Farm. Long-lined. Walked around outside of the ring.
Headed home. Nothing in the house for lunch. Stopped at local BBQ joint for sandwich. Milton thought this was weird.
His attention may have been caught by the construction of the new, massive Arts Center across the street.
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