#Spotted on Market Day in Aotearoa New Zealand:

A small human (6?) sniffs her hotdog suspiciously and asks: "Why is there mustard?"
Dad shrugs and says: "One of life's mysteries. Don't question it."
Small Human sniffs her hotdog again. "But WHY?"

A tiny human (2?) with a pugnacious expression is HAULING a doll's house out of a cafe's toy basket.
Roaring triumphantly when she FINALLY succeeds.
Hefting it above her head like a pigtailed wrestler brandishing a champion belt.

A little black dog (Scottish terrier) is solemnly watching his human (70s?) take her seat in a cafe.
Tail wagging optimistically, patiently waiting and then politely jumping onto her lap when he's given the go ahead.
Giving her a look of pure button-eyed adoration as she sips her coffee.

A sturdy little dog (Patterdale terrier) has been given the most important of jobs. She's to guard a tiny new human (weeks?) while the adults have a coffee.
Doing perimeter checks of the cafe table, before coming back to sniff Tiny New Human with a little tail wag.
All seems well!
Firm friends in the making.

A small human (4?) is VERY excited to see Grandad approaching in the markets.
Arms waving, expression pure happiness, he RACES up to Grandad, SKIDS to a halt and then with maximum solemnity holds out his hand for a very proper handshake.
Grandad thoroughly charmed.

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