cody (8 years old):  If I were to describe Haley I would say that she is as black as night with just a splash of moonshine.

Haley is our rescue dog.  She is a black lab mixed with what we are guessing (or have been told is a good guess) is border collie.  She is indeed very black, perhaps black as night.  And she does have a spot of fur on her chest that is white and could be conceived of as – if one were to continue with the analogy of night and black and that sort of thing – as the shining of the moon.

Moonshine, however, in my mind is not the shining of the moon (or rather the light of the sun reflecting off the moon).  No, moonshine is white lightening, hooch. And so when Cody innocently and poetically describes our dog as black as night with a splash of moonshine, I struggle to keep from smirking and snickering at a description that, while aptly fitting to her and her personality, is not his intent.