Some nights it is just great to be out. It seems like it's not really as much about the dogs as much as it is just being there. Last night was one of those nights. I stood forever in one spot on this hill on an old logging road in a clearcut. I just stared at the moon. I'll bet I went ten minutes and didn't even hardly hear the dogs. I was just staring at the moon, enjoying being out, and daydreaming.