When my person took me for my walk on the trails tonight I could hear music. My person said the music came from a flute and it sounded like Native American flute music. She said that around here it could be a real Native American playing the flute or it could be a Native American wanna be.
We saw a tiny person standing on the top of Sugarloaf, the big rock my person and I climbed up a few days ago. I think that tiny person might have been the one playing the flute. My person wouldn’t let me go up there. She said it would be dark before we could get back down and besides, my younger person was waiting for his dinner. Me too.
When we got to the side of Sugarloaf we could see more tiny people up there and a person wearing a skirt passed us on the trail. People hardly ever wear skirts on a hiking trail, but they wear them to flute concerts.
Maybe they were having a full moon ceremony. The coyotes around here have full moon ceremonies, so I guess the people could have them too.