Tuesday means no dog park, but sometime ice cream

Sometime Mom and Dad stop an get an ice cream at Fantastic Fudge.  We have an understanding, they get to eat the ice cream down to the cone, Poppy and I get the cone and any ice cream in it.

After leaving Fantastic Fudge, as we crossed 3rd St. I notice a lady staring at me.  So I went up to her and she petted me while Dad explained the history of BRT's.  Nancy is visiting Fernandina from New York.