The moon was at its perigee (was perigee?) on Saturday and it was gorgeous, huge and bright at the horizon. This month’s moon has been called Cold Moon and Wolf Moon. Wolves have been showing up in my life lately, so clearly I had to howl at it. I had forgotten how invigorating it is to howl at the moon. Then, at Mr. Yes’s house, he and I watched bats fly from the eaves as Little Yes ran around screaming his happy little head off. Even the dogs got into the act, with the wolf mix creating some amazing vocalizations.

The beast likes howling at the moon with her tribe.