D.O.P.-T.

Well, the forecast was spectacularly wrong again. High winds last night - a liquor box was cartwheeling about the parking lot and we got a few under-housed folks come in to watch movies all night, one of whom left a minutely deconstructed watercress sandwich all over the floor and walls of his booth - and shortly after I got home, the skies darkened dramatically and it commenced to spout rain. So after walkies we are all pretty much drenched. 4 youths were out trying to run between the raindrops as some sort of training exercise; our paths intersected a few times.