D.O.P.-T.

[weofodthignen]

The filet mignon people have demolished their little garage. (The older houses in the neighbourhood tend to have small detached garages set fairly far back and doubling as garden sheds, added as afterthoughts when cars became de rigueur.) They e-mailed the neighbours to warn us that this would be happening, followed by building an ADU. Blearily getting breakfast for the dog and the cats, I found myself looking at workers on its roof, there were drilling noises, and as I finished my own breakfast I saw the facade at our end drop out of sight. The two calicos were dashing from place to place nervously. The dog had been unusually insistent that I must get up. Of Monty, no sign; hopefully he was hunkered down in some safe place, watching, rather than having set out for the park to get some peace.