So we went to Indian Market today, after a very nice time at the Flea Market where we got a beautiful, unique chiminea which is a little ceramic outdoor fireplace ... and where, BY the WAY, dogs are very welcome. However, at Indian Market, where we went next, dogs are NOT welcome. (Pretty rude.) However, Mom and I went anyway, kind of keeping to the sidelines, and there were no dog police, so it all worked out fine. Lots of people! Very hot! Dad says a lot of the Indian artwork was very beautiful, especially the Navajo and Hopi.You're probably wondering about this picture. Mom has this beautiful wool afghan which we inherited from Dad's Mom, and maybe his Grandmother ... and unfortunately in a Bad Dog moment I chewed up one of the squares. So Mom on our trip across the country had to learn how to crochet all over again, and she replaced the patch I chewed up ... and then tonight she laid it out on the floor to admire her handiwork and, I don't know why, I had to roll all over it. It smelled so good!
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