Little Dogs and Full Moons

Just a tiny little post from a few years ago, when our little dog walked the earth. Memories of him still teach. ❤️

"No, it is too late;” I groaned. Yet little dog appeared to be nagging at the door with some urgent physical need. Ugh. I took him out. And then I realized that was not it at all. Because he was not at all urgent. He made me look up.


Maybe he knew the moon was beautiful. Maybe some distant wolf I could not hear had howled the message to come and see the clouds just so. Maybe he knew that Mars was close to the moon last night and that the clouds had just shifted enough to see. Maybe he heard the neighbors click their lamps on so late and was concerned they might need a blessing beamed upon their windows. Maybe it was the illuminated patch of grass he wanted to admire, a tiny circle of the earth, that he had never even noticed in daylight.


I was reminded to always pay attention to dogs and children when they want to venture outside. Look for what they know.

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