November 17, 2021

White Dog smiled. "Opal is at her favorite Autumn pasttime, barking every leaf from its leap off the branch until it hits the ground."

"She spends most her time at the front where the leaves are dropping in droves but does not neglect the leaves at the front of the courtyard (through the side window)."

"There are worse things she could be doing," I told White Dog. "We know expending all that effort that she will sleep well tonight.."