A couple of nights ago, I walked Moshi along the street outside my home. The sky was an enchanting purplish orange. A number of exquisite stars were aglow. I smiled in awe, oblivious to my furry ally who had just finished his "act" and was sending subtle signals of boredom. I picked out the brightest star and wished upon it. At the back of my head, I was thinking of the cliche', "Be careful what you wish for. You just might get it." Have I ever paid heed to this warning? The answer is a resounding NO! Hehehe.