Moon Walks

When Moon blocks the Sun The sea in the bay is restless slapping over the pier, salt spray on the dog, she was not amused and sought shelter behind the car. She had not been herself for days the moon blocking the sun I didn’t know it affected animals. Perhaps a residue of a disaster that happened years ago and can easily happen again, a meteor hitting the earth and not a dignified end of humanities and their loyal slaves, dogs the donkey and horses. A gust of winds also called a squall made me sense the dog’s fear. We drove home I lit the fire, a dog doesn’t like changes. The peril over, she woke me up ate seven needed a pee and all was well with the world.