D.O.P.-T.

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The wind failed today, so it went up into the 90s and the house got hot. I delayed walkies as long as I could, and the dog was still not enthused. But both Prudence and Monty showed up; Prudence on the porch in time to be discombobulated when I needed to dump water on the hanging plants, Monty in back; when I went to get him some food, he came into the back porch room and sat on the steps. Maybe checking the dog still lives inside. I think Mama Violet snuck by and ate lunch.