Dusk Before Moonset

I'm a senile old dog, for now. Now my biggest activity every day is to bask in the sun in the yard. There are often squeaking sounds in the house - that is the sound of my owner rocking the rocking chair. The children in the township all like my master, and so do I. But since that incident, my master seldom expressed his emotions or anger. He only thought about the hibiscus tree.