three o'clock this morning

My wonderful little terrorist in the dog wakes me up at three o'clock this morning and persist in wanting to go out. I thought maybe he was suffering and forced so we went out just to see that it was the good green grass, his craving. These grass-eaters!
The camera was with and I could see that the sun just moved from west to east, but about the same location in the horizon, the long bright days to compensate for winter darkness.