When I went out in my backyard last night I was confronted by strange smells, sights, and sounds. All coming from the other side of the fence.
This is the fence that Moe lives on the other side of. Moe likes to bark at me through the fence anytime we’re both outside.
Here’s a picture of Moe – the only time we got to meet without a fence between us.
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But this wasn’t about Moe this time. Other things were happening in Moe’s yard – and Moe wasn’t even around.
I’ve got a pretty strong sense of smell, but I didn’t even need my special Detective Dog sensory senses. Even my person smelled this one. The smell of smoke emanated (hey person, I don’t even know what that word means) from Moe’s yard.
And then I saw it – right through the cracks in the fence. Bright orange crackling flames – all contained in one little spot.
My person said it looked like a campfire, but I always thought you had to go camping to have a campfire. Is somebody camping in Moe’s backyard?
I’d better check this out.
Just pretend I turned on the floodlights for this picture since all this happened in the dark of night.
And then I heard the strangest sound coming from Moe’s yard. It sounded like music. Guitar music and singing. I hear music coming from the radio, or sometimes from my person’s computer, but I’ve never before heard music coming from a yard.
I wonder if they would mind if I sang along.
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