Today was Sunday, and we have come to learn that she disappears for the morning
portion, just like our previous keepers, and then
she comes home with things from the farmers' market, like bunches of
bright flowers wrapped in white paper.
Then she takes a walk.
Today she explored the neighborhood on streets she had never walked.
She got invited into an open house where a cat named Thumper lived and where the owner was an artist who turned dead trees into bottle bearing species, and who had created marvelous gardens.
She also walked along Acacia and marveled at the sky.
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