Subaqueous

Monty has reappeared; he let himself be seen in the back yard, ate some food, then when I took out recycling after dark, he was lying near the side door in sphinx posture. And Mama Violet was in the driveway in the afternoon. But I haven't seen Prudence.

The dog was barky thios morning, I'm not sure why. Maybe objecting to the height of my current bed.

And suddenly after midnight the dog was barking in terror and trying desperately to get out of the house via the front door. The housemate said there was booming going on, further away. Whatever they were letting off, I hope the cops got them. I eventually managed to move some stuff out of the way and close off the living rooms and kitchen side of the house from the bedrooms and bathroom side, whereupon the dog curled up exhaustedly on the hallway carpet. She didn't join me in bed for hours, but she did stop barking and get some sleep. And she wasn't too scared to go out in the garden in the morning alone, as she was last year.

Mama Violet was also not too scared to be there at breakfast time. She even let me get past her to retrieve the newspaper. She fled when I came back with it in my hand.

Saw all three cats today, separately. Monty deigned to eat some of my food offering, but then ran when he saw me feeding the compost monster.

The dog almost went for a little walkies, but there were people at the end of the street, so she turned around again. I told her they were harmless people ...

On an errand, we drove past the Sunnyvale Community Center. The "renovations" are either well advanced or pretty much complete. The grass has been replaced by a sea of mulch, the fountains in the pond are much smaller, and the geese were setting out to cross the road in search of a nicer setting.

Monty and Prudence were both waiting for me on the porch at breakfast time. Neither was wearing a collar.

I've probably had the last orange of the season. It fell into the ferny plants at the base of the tree, so whoever knocked it down trying to bite it didn't bother going after it. I see only husks up there now. And a few for next winter.

I went by the house of 5 lions. For some reason all 5 (non-stone) cats were on the pavement/sidewalk rather than in the yard. Most stayed away but the tortie let me pet her.