2:45 am, December 21, 2010:
Dogdad whispers to Mom, "Shall we get up?"
Mom whispers back to Dogdad, "Mmm?" "Will there be ice cream?"
And before we knew it, the humans were up, with robes on, asking us if we were coming too.
Dogdad reconnoitered outside in the front of our house and decided what we needed to see could be better seen from the fenced back patio. So out we went.
And this is what we saw (and Dogdad photographed):
Or at least I saw it, having sat down quietly while my brother, even in the dark, scurried around sniffing under the plants. (He is such a terrier!!!)
It was a spectacular sight, even so far away.
After a chilly while, we went back inside and sure enough, out came the ice cream -- and a lick of peanut butter for each of us.
And back to sleep for all.
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