Tuesday morning breakfast

Every Tuesday, William comes to visit.  My daughter drops him off at 6:45 a.m. so Buddy and I walk William around downtown.  We always stop at a coffee shop for a chocolate milk and a breakfast item.  I don't need a donut, so we generally get a bagel and cream cheese or a hot dog kind of thing.  This morning it was a hot dog.  William soon tires of the hot dog and picks all the bread from around the outside.  Buddy then is quite happy to share the meat that is left.