Wild as March Hares, But It Isn’t March and Y’all Are Not Rabbits – Conversations with Stella and the Pack


I am Stella, Queen of the Old English Bulldogges…Tiger! Stop it! Wiggles! Cut it out!

Me:        Okay, I don’t know what’s going on, but, Tiger, outside until you calm down!

Tiger:     I don’t want to…oh, all right.

Wiggles:   Did you see? Lady Human, did you see? Tiger came right up in my face!

Me:        As did Miss Sweetie a few minutes ago. What’s going on?

Doodlebug:   I think that they are going to say that it’s all your fault, Lady Human.

Me:        I didn’t get in anyone’s face. How can it be my fault?

Stella:    You smell funny.

Me:        I went to a coffee shop.

Stella:    Why?

Me:        To visit with some people.

Stella:    Are we not good enough companions for you? Must you go out to find others?

Me:        Humans need to interact with other humans.

Stella:    Nonsense!

Me:        My question is why are you all as wild as March hares?

Miss Sweetie:    Of course I have hair. I am a dog.

Me:        Not hair. Hare, as in a big rabbit.

Miss Sweetie:    Oh, those. Hares are not rabbits. They are different and very big.

Me:        How would you know that, Sweetie? That’s accurate, but kind of scary.

Miss Sweetie:   You remember Moo Moo the Rabbit, my old friend, rest in peace. She and I talked a lot and she told me.

Me:        Uh-huh. Okay. Well…

Stella:    Just how wild are March hares? And are they only wild in March? And why can’t we be wild in March like big rabbits?

Me:        Because it’s not March. And when you all act wild at the same time, this feels like the wilderness, not our home. You are dogs, not wolves.

Stella:    Hmmm. That remains to be seen.





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