D.O.P.-T.

I put my shoes on again and nipped around the corner to the mailbox after walking and feeding the dog. As I emerged into the driveway, the neighbor pulled up in his convertible, thumping music, and a less-than-adult-sized feline shadow fled around the end of our car. At the end of the street, a YouHaul began its journey, whether to the agent's to drop off the van or to the new place, I don't know. There was a band of dark pink in the sky. When I returned, a dark shadow was lying in the teddy bear's lap on the unlighted porch. After getting in, I closed the front curtains, put on the light, and refilled the catfood bowls. From my window, I saw the ginger kitten slink up and start to eat.