Today, Rob, Bennie and I went to Keystone and goofed around. We walked through "Old Keystone" which most people neglect, but I think it's the best part: Haley's old Mercantile, the remains (both partially functioning and partially ghost mine) of the Holy Terror Mine, the walking tour of old homes and the Carrie Wilder Memorial Museum. Why anyone goes on the Keystone strip is beyond me. Stupidity?
So we stumbled across the museum actually being open. I've gone before but Rob didn't want to, so he and Bennie played on the old swings outside of the museum that used to be a school.
Do dogs get any cuter than this? Bennie is the only dog I've met who thinks he's human.
My life is so much richer because of him.
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