full moon fever

So last week, it was Saturday night to be exact, and I know it wasn’t a full moon at that point, a few days past, I was walking my dog Dharma.   We walk up Main Street to Elm Street to Pease Street. We take a right on Pease.   It’s this great street where there aren’t a lot of street lights and a few really nice houses and no cars go down it, like ever.   It’s also really close to farm land. One of the things about Trumansburg is as soon as you get off Main Street you enter the country.   Like Tburg is such a populate hub right?   Ok, it’s all relative. So we’re walking, Dharma and I and we hear it; a coyote howl.  This coyote howled for a solid minute and a half and I shit you not every hair on my body stood at attention (and p.s I know the muscles that pull that hair to attention – arrector pili – there’s one for every hair on your body).  As soon as the howl was done the barking began. I swear it was every dog in a 50 mile radius just woofing it up.   Dharma just stood at attention, ears up, tail up. I looked up to see the moon and instead I saw the Milky Way.  That coyote continued to howl the rest of the night.   Dogs barked all night long, eventually Dharma slept but she stayed by the window a lot.  I have walked down some of the sketchiest streets in all 5 boros over the years.  Rarely have I ever felt what I felt that night.