The Regular Routine

Alice and I usually drive somewhere most days. Here I am in my step-sister's car. We are waiting for her to come out of the grocery market at Woodside, California. It's wonderful to sit here and smell all the deli and meat counter smells. Mmmmmmm. Roast beef. Ham. Liverwurst. Salami. Pepperoni. ICE CREAM!!! Hey! That's a big dog that just went by!! No, my person says, "That's just a horse. Sort of a big dog with hoofs...." She holds me up to an open window to get a better look and sniff. My first "horse".