D.O.P.-T. (day before yesterday)

The night bus usually plows full-tilt through traffic lights at pink, with honking. (Some nights I suspect the snoring would be sufficient warning to cross traffic.) One night recently it suddenly came to a halt a quarter of the way into the San Tomas Expressway, then actually backed up with horn tapping. Must have been a cop car at the intersection.

D.O.P.-T. (yesterday)

The housemate and I have both caught sight of a new pale-coloured tortie cat in the back yard at night, and I've seen a grey longhair with a tatty tail fleeing from me in the driveway on enough nights to suspect it's either living or hunting there. The dog is oblivious - deafer than me at this point. I hope the rats find a new home elsewhere.