D.O.P.-T.

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Saw Mama Violet and Prudence today, but not Monty, who was presumably off hunting. When I came out with the clippers and a bag to work in the front garden, a squirrel flashed past me with a wad of white fuzz in its mouth. So that's who opened up the gash in the cat bed on the chair on the porch. Damnit, cat bed clearly won't last much longer.