I inadvertently shut Zerlina out in the yard while I was going in and out and round about after work yesterday. She's so quiet moving around that I didn't realize that she'd gotten out while I was getting Don Juan back in. When I went outside about 10 minutes later, there she was, sitting in the yard, so little and sweet.

I picked her up, apologized profusely, and put her back in the house. Then I went out the gate and found what was interesting her on the other side: a very fat tuxedo boy.

Those of you who know Mozart's operas will know why I'm thinking of the big guy as "Masetto."

Liz