Young Stephen was sitting at his desk in school, feeling bored. As he sat, he thought of the beagle, named Clipper, that his parents bought him. It was time for Clipper to take young Stephen on a tour through the night sky. On command Clipper appeared and said, “Tonight I will have you meet the Moon, and a new star.” “A brand new star I have never seen before?” “We are going to visit a couple of places in the sky—first the Moon, and then the Dog Star.” “Why”? Stephen demanded. “Because I said so,” Clipper howled. After all, Clipper is a beagle. And beagles are dogs too. Suddenly a cloud of whirling gases appeared out of nowhere. As Stephen hugged Clipper tightly, both boy and beagle slipped into the wormhole and somehow navigated through space and time. When they emerged, they were walking on the Moon. All was white, and mountains and crater walls towered into the sky. Despite … Continue reading →