Moon-bathing – Conversations with Stella

I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. I am a good girl.

Me:        Yes, you are. And… why are you bringing up that detail?

Stella:    Because Wiggles and Sweetie are not being good girls. I have heard you calling them to come in for at least 2 years now.

Me:        Two years? That’s a bit of a stretch. Try an hour, maybe.

Stella:    Mmmmm, seems longer.

Me:        I know it’s a nice evening outside, but I can’t figure out the draw. Why aren’t they coming in? Usually I only have to call them 10 or 12 times. And then I have to go out and get them.

Stella:    Yeah, they are twin-kies.

Me:        What’s so special outside?

Stella:    That big light in the sky.

Me:        The moon?

Stella:    Have you seen it tonight? The Great Creator’s flashlight. It is big and bright, more than usual. We notice things like that.

Me:        Oh, that’s right. The super moon.

Stella:    Simple. They are moon-bathing. Second best thing to sunbathing.

Me:        Okay, if you say so.

Stella:    Better even. No heat.

 

 

 

 

 

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