Thank God I'm a country boy (they're Blundstones). We celebrated the reinforcement of my Australian-ness by heading out for a cup of coffee.
We didn't make it to the intended target (it began spitting rain). We did, however, land at a nice Lavazza-serving creperie, attended by nice girls who liked Layla. She just sat and ate doggy treats (still popular!).
Whether because of Sonja (we worked out that, given her liking of boys, if Sonja holds the leash and Layla tries to follow me, she walks quite well-behavedly), or the apparent threat of the harness (she was on her collar, as usual), or just the bustle of Amsterdam avenue, she walked very very well this afternoon. Got a bus ride home and everything.
We also saw this cool sign (I've seen several, but never stopped to photograph one).
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