On Walking at Night and Thinking About Animals

Not too long ago, I posted about a wish I had on a beautiful night to just be able to take a walk. I knew if I could just walk for a couple of miles, that could quell my restlessness. It was 3:00 in the morning, though. I couldn’t go out for a walk, not safely. If I’d caved to this craving for a walk and something had happened to me, well, you know what they’d say. I’d have no one to blame but myself, they…