Day Seventy-Four

My cat slept and did not wake me up.  In the morning I sat long over my coffee.  The dogs barked, and I went out to see who was there.

It looked like my housekeeper, so I opened my door, but she never came up.  The gate must have been locked and she must have given up and gone home.

That day I asked my landlord whether his helper could work for me.  He seemed pleased.  My landlord helped me move the dining room table from the side porch onto the deck of the new kiosk.