D.O.P.-T.

The dog repellent canister had disappeared from the mailbox when I brought in the mail. It was hot, but not as hot as yesterday, so I picked up leaves and then cut the grass in front (getting a strange look from a passing walker; I suppose the extension cord out the front door method was unfamiliar), trimmed back the privet tree a little to top up the greenwaste bin (sooooo many privet florets down my front, ick, itchy), then vacuumed out the house and the back porch room.