The Fort Simpsons. Dogh!
Magic In The Air
We walked in the dark night suddenly full of light from the northern moon. Honk went the truck. A dog appeared beside me, large and black. He reared up on his hind legs and put up both paws for inspection. Then dropped one paw, so I high -fived him.
Dog dropped to the ground, came back up on his two back legs, held up both paws and then dropped the alternate paw, so I high-fived him again. It occurred to me that this dog knew he was high-fiving.
The kids of Fort Simpson had taught the dogs, their best friends, how to do the High-Five Ceremony.
I love being here with the people, the animals, the land, the ravens, the quiet wind, here with The Fort Simpsons,
“That’s right dad.” Bart concluded,
“We love our dogs, here in the north.”
Our Best Friends
