the full moon is scary but cool
i make my way up to the windowsill above the bed, and notice the reflection of the moon in the swimming pool. the night sky is illuminated by this monthly occurrence. it is eerie to look out in the backyard in the middle of the night and see it as if it were broad daylight. i see a piece of fuzz entangled in my fur, and spend 15-20 minutes extricating it, and otherwise grooming myself in the moonlight. i'm no dog, i can assure you - but as i look at the full moon, gracing our yard with its spooky glow, it is all i can do to suppress the urge to let out a nice long baritone meow. i don't want to wake anybody, because i like having the house to myself, if only for a little while. i climb back down and go to the living room. i want to check out the view from the bay windows, but alas, the shutters are closed. i try to paw them open, but to no avail. they've got the better of me this time.
so i shall finish this journal entry and find a place to nap for a few hours. i think i saw a sock that someone dropped by the dryer. that may make a good companion for a little while.