Late Night Song
Tonight the RRR went out to walk the dog before leaving on the long drive to the Big City to work the night shift. From the woods to the southwest came the loud liquid hooting of an owl. In spring even a young owl's fancy turns to thoughts of love... to misquote Shakespear. I cupped my hands around my mouth and answered him... "Hoo, Hoo HaHoo!" He answered loudly and flew one tree closer. I could not see him in the moonlight but could hear that he was closer. I called out again. But in the meantime the amorous owl and I had disturbed the pack of coyotes who were sneaking past the swamp. They began their crazed yapping and howling. The owl and I called out louder to cover them up. They became more strident. Bay Toe Ven, the Inside Dog whom I was walking started his hound dog "ow..ow.. OOO" to join in. Then Sam, the Outside dog was giving his deep "woof..woof" to help the chorus. Mrs. RRR came out on the deck of the cabin to see what all the racket was.
I got in the Green Hornet and took off down the River Road, grinning. Spring has returned and we were all singing about it.