Belto is getting to be too smart for his own good.

I went out to Bruisers for lunch and to hopefully train watch although the past three attempts have yielded no trains.  We left Bruisers and headed over to Starbucks, and Belto nailed everything perfectly.  Today has was quite on top of things because when I arrived at Starbucks, he headed straight for the table I usually sit at instead of heading for the door.  After telling him he was a good boy, we turned around and headed to the door.  It would appear to me that they have rearranged a little bit because getting the counter was easier than it had been the past few times, and I had to direct Belto around a couple of tables and up to where I picked up my drink.