Back again.
The Animal Rescue group held a yard sale today. I don't know why they call...
No, that line of joking is too obvious. Sorry.
There were plenty of tables filled with clothing, books, household stuff. And there was one Dalmatian, Fletcher, who shamelessly flirted with everyone. Eventually, even he ran out of energy, content to flop down and just smile at everybody.
While there were plenty of customers, there really wasn't any reason for der B or I to be there (other than to gossip), so we headed home. After a short while, we had to head back, however, to help clean up the sale location. This time, we took Peggy along with us. While she's not the flirt that Fletcher is, she proved to be very popular, too.
We're home again now, but we'll be off again soon enough, taking more pics to put on the 'net, then off to do some shopping.
Busy Saturday.