Following up on the passage pointed out by a reader on the tour – about night from The Sound and the Furry – here’s a little more nightishness from A Farewell to Arfs, the brand new Chet and Bernie novel:

What’s with the moon? Every so often, you see it in the daytime, but the moon prefers the night. Not every night, it’s true. Some nights it’s simply gone. But when it’s hanging around up there it likes to play tricks, tricks that are all about changing shape. My preference is the big round fat moon. Sometimes I just sit out on our patio behind the house and gaze at it. If Iggy’s up he does the same thing, only from behind a window at his place. The sight of that big fat moon, so close, tends to make him howl. I get that, although Iggy has the kind of howl that grows old real quick. Almost before he starts in you can hear shouts rising from houses in the neighborhood. And even from a house or two across the canyon. Iggy’s my best pal for a reason.