Tis the season to be reminded of childhood pleasures; when everything was new, fresh and exciting esp. in the company of your best friend who always, always encourages you to bay at the moon.
Not all the time, but in all the best ways, she could honestly say: She. Was. Happy. With a friendly, black dog as her spirit animal, she too could bay at the moon, shine sparkly like the stars, and call in Great Spirit to guide her way.