The Whole of the Moon

It was a perfect December evening...well, as perfect as can be in December with no snow! But I digress...it was a perfect December evening, nice and chilly with a few bird tweets here and there, when I happened to notice the full moon rising. There have been many things on my mind of late, and since I just love the moon - you can't howl at the sun! - I found this to be the perfect opportunity to go and find a nice spot to lay down, watch the full moon rise, and reminisce about life. My thoughts wondered to unicorns and meaty bones, dog houses and squirrels, trumpets, towers, and mountaintops, wide oceans with wavy whirls, flag, rags, yummy bunnies, squeaky toys and cars, every precious dream and vision underneath the stars. Suddenly I was startled out of my thoughts by my human K urging me to look at her for a photo shoot. I was having none of that! So I got up, gave her a look of annoyance, and walked off in a huff. Alas, I only saw the crescent, but she stayed and saw the whole of the moon. She will also hear the whole of my howling under her window when she is sound asleep. I'm just sayin'...