This past Sunday, Truman helped me go shopping at the University Bookstore, where they welcome dogs (and the people who own them).
For some reason, this display attracted our attention as we walked in:
Possibly because of this prominently featured book:
Then we went downstairs (well, down the elevator) to the supply section, where Truman helped me pick out a couple of notebooks.
Back up on the main floor, he made me stop in the animal section, where another dog book caught his attention.
He made he buy it for him. It's a photo-essay book about a charismatic dachshund named Crusoe who has his own blog.
Finally, we headed upstairs for a short rest while I examined more potential purchases.
After finishing up at the bookstore, we strolled across the street to the art gallery, where my Song Sparrow painting was on display.
The gallery owner wasn't in, so we didn't say hello. We strolled on back to the car and returned to Truman's favorite place in all the world -- Home!