Yesterday I woke up on the Moon. It was a complete surprise. I seemed able to breathe,
although everything was dry. The light was unbearably sharp. I wished I had my
sunglasses. My dog, Zelda, was with me. She was rolling around in the dust. I started to
walk. My steps were more bounds. Zelda popped up from her bath and sailed into the air.
She gave a yelp of surprise. When she landed she went tearing off toward some hills. Earth
hung in the sky. It was big and colorful. The moon was glaring white and black. The black
areas didn’t glare, but they were cold. After an hour or so we went home and had
breakfast. When Sue woke up she asked where we walked. I told her the moon. She told
me to shut-up and she turned on the TV.