Author: Elaine

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The sky to the east this morning looked as though someone had folded the backlit clouds.

Yesterday, my mother found a stable for her Nativity scene when I took her to Hobby Lobby. We had seen some at Park Meadows, but they were very expensive.

Unfortunately, most of my mother’s Christmas decorations have to go on the mantel because it is the one place her cat won’t bother them. Smokey seems to view Christmas decorations as entertainments expressly import for her pleasure.

Dudley has apparently decided that in order to increase his chances of getting into an automobile, it is a very good thing to lie down in the garage whenever he manages to get into it from the mud-room. He does so with the air of one who is prepared to wait all day. Nothing, not even walkies, compares to car rides in Dudley’s world.

For a while, Dudley would attempt to plaster himself to the door between the garage and the mudroom, in a seeming effort to keep me from going into the garage without him. Although his air of determination was rather touching (and strongly reminiscent of Saturday morning cartoon characters) I tried not to reward this behavior, because a hundred and ten pound dog plastered against the door can be a nuisance. I broke him of the habit by leaving by the front door instead until he gave up his attempt.