Zoe and I were taking our morning walk and feeling pretty zippy because it
was cool out and non-humid -- she was doing what I call "Miss Trotters" --
gorgeous plumey tail up like a banner, fancy culottes swaying from side to
side with each step -- when she looked up and saw the moon. What, the moon
in the daytime?? She stopped in her tracks and began barking in a very
alarmed fashion. Soon she had everyone in the neighborhood barking, which
caused her to bark more. Plus I was laughing, and she's pretty much a
clown, so she just kept going.

It was a happy and silly way to start the day.

--Catherine
& Zoe the exceedingly silly cockerchow