I didn't get going soon enough to make it to the SPCA's play groups for dogs, but it turns out that they don't have play groups on Mondays anyway. I observed more experienced people walking the dogs that were more challenging to walk, and managed to walk a nine-year-old pug mix by myself.
When I got home, Dad was thinking about where to go to get a free lunch, since some restaurants offer free meals to veterans on Veterans' Day. We ended up going to the Texas Roadhouse. I figured that he wouldn't be enthusiastic about going out again at night.
We stopped at a nearby grocery store on the way home. After we got home, I took a nap. At dinnertime, Dad didn't feel like going out again. I'd called that. I had a TV dinner.