New Month's Eve

On this New Month's observation, I went for a stroll in a recently-hayed field, listening to the night critters in the nearby trees and watching the stars. They were perfect walking companions, because they kept pace with me flawlessly. The faster I went, the faster they went, so the same little cluster was always directly above me.

 

After several minutes, I started to fear that maybe they were getting tired. I wasn't tired, because I'm a puppy and I have endless energy, but they, I hear, are quite old. Maybe they weren't up for this much exertion? They were such polite, quiet little things that they wouldn't admit to being tired, but out of consideration for them, I decided to stop for a bit on top of a tractor. The metal roof was still warm from the last of the June sun, and the cool night breeze was a pleasantly refreshing contrast in my fur. The stars settled down with me, and it was such a peaceful, quiet, comfortable place that I found myself drifting off...

 

The funny thing is that when I woke up a short while later, I saw that the stars had moved a considerable distance. I guess they weren't tired after all.

Done