FTJ, Entry 6: Lawbreakers Go to Provincetown

Last night Beau and I broke the law. At least I think we did. We snuck Buddy into the movies. He has a shoulder bag he jumps into and he only barked once, in line for the tickets. I coughed to help cover the noise then sidled over to the Ladies room to wait in hiding until Beau had our tickets in hand. Whew! We figured at that point that we had it made.

But then -- surprise! Not your normal movie theater in Falmouth. Oh no, it is a movie theater "pub" -- tables and chairs in front of the big screen and a waitress to take your popcorn or dinner order! We figured we were sunk, but Buddy was as good as gold. We put the carrier on the floor and he laid down. He stirred once and made an effort to get out of the bag, but I shoved his little head down. He sighed and then laid back down in silence.

The movie-- "The Town" -- was great! And we broke the law without any consequences. Take that, Paris Hilton...

The Firemaker.

Today, we drove out to the National Seashore and Provincetown. I am SO converted. Not sure why we didn't like the Cape earlier. Now, we both love it!

Buddy was hysterical on the fishing docks at Provincetown -- the gaps between the planks made him nervous and he was not good on the leash. The minute we put down his carrier, he jumped up and did a half-gainer into the bag!

Beau seemed fond of the P-town store sign shown at the bottom. Wonder why...

Tanks, Panky