Old Possum had spent all three-and-a-half rainy days tucked inside his cozy house.

The first day, he cooked an elaborate supper: kale-and-mushroom quiche with homemade crust, and three-bean salad.

On the second day, he ate leftovers for lunch and then baked a batch of gingerbread.

By the third day, he was playing Beethoven records on the phonograph, the volume turned up enough that music wafted into the garden to accompany the rain.

On the fourth day, he washed the dirty dishes that had piled up in the sink and then took some leftover gingerbread — wrapped in wax paper — to Rabbit’s.

(Mid-April 2024)

Story © Jennifer Singleton / Read+Purr

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