Mr E is managing the palanquin very effectively. He is to be commended! I will post some pix once I’ve got the airbrush going. Ms E regales us with stories of a nearby emporium for Terrier-Needs. She has not yet, worryingly, purchased my bed. But I trust her to do what’s right.
Tonight, I sleep on the clickety-clack tracks as Mr E and I zip through the Alps and arrive bright and early at Alessandria, then, a Roma! I understand that dogs are allowed to bring accompanying Entourages into shops, restaurants, and markets; what a civilised country. How I look forward to nosing thro the market stall detritus in Testaccio...
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