D.O.P.-T.

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The rain came on at noontime, light at first, then steady for most of the afternoon. The housemate had taken the car out, so poor old Mama Violet hunkered down on the porch. I wish she'd use that cat house, but she's probably still spooked by the strangely unshaded driveway. No sign of the other cats.

The dog is curled up on my bed, between two bunched-up fuzzy blankets and a flannel-covered pillow. Her rear is on my nightie. She looks very comfortable.