Walked in the downpour this morning. Hoping for a bit of lunch, but on a holiday the places close were closed. Came home, called ahead, went out for a second time by vehicle, had a decent meal. When we came out, the sun was back, but this was autumn sun, not so intent on baking us to crisps. We'd have the balcony door open to let in the mild air, but for our neighbor with the stinky cigs, which I am pretty sure is banned in our lease, but the office isn't open today. And all the tenants are home.
Moby will let me pick him up, will nose my face and eyes, then want to be put down, thankyouverymuch. With D, he likes to be held a while, settles in for a good hug.