The keeper finally returned home to feed us, and she was so frantic to get many things done she barely said hello. We think it is ironic that one of the things she was frantically racing to get done was reading and grading papers on a book about Sabbath rest! The only thing that could stop her in her tracks was the moon. She stopped, carried us to the window, and sighed many times with awe. So, moonstruck she was into Sabbath time, at least for a few minutes.
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