Last night the Perseids Meteor Shower was supposed to be at it's peak. I got up at 12:30, went outside and peered up at the stars until my neck felt like it would never be straight again.
It must be too early, I thought, so I went back to bed and got up again around 2 a.m. with the same result.
Taz did his usual wake up, push and growl at 4 a.m. so after making coffee, I turned off the 12 volt lights on the patio, put on a warm sweatshirt and kicked back in a lawn chair, coffee in hand and a puzzled puppy dog in my lap. I don't think I've ever looked at the stars so long without seeing at least one "shooting star."
Oh well, it was still enjoyable, even if the dog does think that his master is getting weird.
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