D.O.P.-T.

Pretty sunshine today. Monty, Pru, and Forty were all there for breakfast. I hope they sorted it out among themselves. At lunchtime, just Forty; he was acting as if he wanted to come inside the house, so I got a good look at him. He's still very long, but not quite as skinny so he's starting to look less like a Dr Seuss cat. Rather than proper stripes, his orange has lines of pale dots. He didn't eat much, for some reason.

Eleventh night of Yule

I blóted Sjǫfn, Lofn, Gefjon, Fulla/Volla, Sighærta/Sinhtgunt, and the Norns in the backyard; that almost finished the red wine. As I returned to the house, an orange sunset was lighting up the western sky.