How about that Moon? Spectacular. My cat, Bebzz, was beside himself for a couple of days. He certainly had his story going on — one where he filled the house with yowls of urgency as he made pace through the house at all hours. I joined him in my dream stories (when I wasn't kept awake by his nocturnal meows), with some yowls of my own, during those couple of days as the Moon had her way with the tide of me, rolling me here and there on some beach of my subconscious imagination.