While we were browsing, a resident collie, who had full-run of the store, came up and greeted us. Collies are such pretty dogs. A while later, she went and got one of her toys and came up and dropped it at my feet. We played tug-o-war for a good five or ten minutes.
There's something immensely validating about a strange dog deciding, without encouragement or coaxing, that it wants you to be best friends.
Listening to: McLintock!
Reading: A Blunt Instrument by Georgette Heyer