George's 4th Strand, Day Number 11
Now Playing: There Is Allus an Egg...
Did We heer at Our Warren ever have a week of It! Lemme tell you!
It all started Lastest Sunday, when Dadda got up inna middle obba Night to go getta bowl of Cereal.
So, we were all, like, sitting in Our Habbytats, and heer comes Dadda, and he turns onna liddle light so he doesn't wake up Maman (onna'count obba Fakt that even though she was still inna Bed Room asleep, she can still see enny light that goes on ennywheres onna'count of having had children and having to sleep with Wun Eye Opin Just-In-Case.).
So Dadda was inna Kitchin, getting a Bowl of Cereal, and we heard Da Dawg get up offa his bed and start coming frumma Bed Room to follow Dadda - onna'count obba Fakt the Dawg lives on Hope - that Dadda will someday drop a Whole Bowl of Cereal onna floor. It's nebber happined yet, but When It Does, the Dawg figgers he's gonna be there to help clean it up.
But This Time, the Dawg didn't make it innu the Kitchin. He only got as far assa Door to Phil's Place when suddenly he crashed innu the door and fell down. And whut was worse - he couldn't stand back up!
Scared the pooties outta me, lemme tell you!
So there wassa lotta running around and Phil came flying uppa stairs and Maman waked up and Dadda gotta car and they carried Poor Dawg off, wrapped inna blankie to seeda 'Mergency Vet!
And alla suddin, it was very silent inna Houz with Just Us anna Stoopit Catz who had No Cloo. In fakt, we had more cloos than they did onna'count obba Fakt I sat and listened to Maman instead of running around her feets like an Idiot, trying to get her to feed-me-or-fall-over, but that's a Whole Udder Story...
Ennyways, Maman, Dadda, Phil anna Dawg finally came back like two hours later and Maman and Dadda and Phil were talking about Canine Vestibular Disorder which is Whut wassa Matter Wiffa Dawg. Anna Dawg was standing there, with Phil holding him up, with his head onna side like sum poor bunny with Head-tilt (which issa terrible illness bunnies get in their ears and makes them unable to stand or eat or ennyfing.).
But in dogs, this Canine Vestibular Disorder issa'lot like Maman's Verty-Go, except it will go away In Time, whereas Maman is more-or-less perm'netly Dizzy (no story there!).
Well, the Dawg came in frum the Rain on his Morning Patrol wif Dadda, complaining that this last week has been a Reel Bugger. He said the ground won't stay while he's walking onnit, and he needs Dadda to help him sort out his paws so he can go Out On Patrol inna Gardin, and he's uppyset onna'count obba Fakt the wadder in his bowl won't stay still for him to drink it, anna food in his Dawg-bowl keeps moovin' around so he can't grab it to eat it. Worse still, he can't do his Normal Jobs, so he hadda listen to alla Rubbish Trucks come and go without him, and Don-Nextest-Door started uppa Boat wiffout him barkin' in Cellybrashun, anna kids all walked home frum school wiffout him barkin' they were onna way. And he's rilly werried onna'count obba Fakt he hasn't taken part inna Mornin or Eveing Barks, so none obba Udder Dawgs inna Neigbourhood know everyfing is Normal heer at Our Warren until he gets back toda Biznizz of Reg'lar Patrols on his Ownliest.
Which will take about anudder week.
So the Dawg said tiday when he came in frumma Patrol-wif-Dadda, "This sucks. I can't ebben shake. I gotta million hairs in my fur and every time I go to shake to get 'em all comfy again, I fall over!"
And Missy was like, "Well, ya'know, it's not so bad. Bemember, There is Allus an Egg."
Anna Dawg just looked at her, with his head onna side onna'count obba Fakt he can't hold it straight, with wun eye up anna udder eye struggling to get in the same direction, and he said, "Whut do you know abouddit, Missy-Bossy-Bun Rabbit?"
And Missy settled on her paws and was like, "Wookit, Doggo. According toda Lore - as it was told to me by me, Hunny, SeniorBun of Our Warren - Good Friday wassa Worstest Day Inna History Ob Anglican Lore. And we are Anglican bunnies, bemember? Onna'count obba Fakt Hunny usta go to Saint-Luke's in his baskit to getta pet frumma Rev'rend-dokter GinnySheay mostly around dis time of year, but a lotta udder times, too. He and Maggie were there when Maman and Dadda got bonded."
Anna Dawg was like, "Yeah, yeah, I bemember alla that. I'm 14 years old and I bemember a more obba Lore than even you do. Like I axtually bemember when Hawthorn usta go to Saint-Luke's, and to the Cathedral, too, and get Blessed and then come back and spread the Blessing alla'round. And Belinda went once and Maman sed she wasn't gonna take Belinda again because Belinda wouldn't hold still and she pulled onna priest's pants-leg and then almost snipped his shoestrings and when he didn't pet her, she kept trying to Take Over, and Maman said she was thankful for Father Dirk and Dean Chattin anna'nudder Bishop because Belinda was justa mess or sumfing..."
And Missy innerupted him and was, like, "Yeah. Well, listen up, onna'count obba Fakt this is Whut Hunny told to me aboudda Whole Easter Fing and it's in Our Lore so it applies to you."
And she kicked her feets out behind her and continued, "So Good Friday wassa Werst Day There Could Be so far as Hope was concerned. Good Friday had it all when it came to Bad - injustice, cruelty, misery, terror, death - you name it and it was Bad, then it was there, all happinen At Once inna Same Place atta Same Time. The Whole Werld was OnAlone, and you know Whut That Is."
Anna Dawg said, "When you have no Pack and there is nobunny you care about and nobunny cares for you. That's 'OnAlone'."
"No Warren." Corrected Missy. "It's when you got No Warren."
"Pack." Insisted the Dawg. "Dawgs don't have Warrens."
"Whutebber!" Mr Mouse called over frum his habbytat. "Warren, Pack, it's all dif'frunt werds forda same idea!"
"Shaddup, Mouse! I'm tellin' it!" Yelled Missy, pulling her feet back under her. And her ears were standing out at about right angels frum her head and I'm finkin' - No, don't get involved in dis... just let her get on wiffit...
So Missy selected pellet outta the Food Crock, and chewed on that for a minit, then settled down again and tucked her paws unner'neaf of her.
"So, like, if the Worst Fing That Happins To You issat you fall down when you stand up," she continued. "And Dadda hasta take you around onna Morning and Evening Patrol around the Gardin, well, that's All Right then. Even if you can't shake, it's not as Bad as Good Friday. At least you're still Part Obba Pack, Part Obba Warren. You're not inna Shelter. You haven't been 'bandoned. You're not OnAlone."
"It's like Hunny said," I ventured. "He came back frum Saint-Luke's and told me, 'There is Allus an Egg.' which issa Message of Easter. And that is whut makes Easter The Bestest Day inna Whole Werld. Onna'count obba Fakt that's when alla the horrible fings ob Good Friday Broke Opin like a bird hatchin' outta an Egg innu a New Day. And that's Easter - the New Day outta the Egg."
And Mouse was, like, "George, whuttaheck are you on about? Whut do eggs have to do with ennyfing?"
And I was, like, "Lookit, you know how eggs are. They just sit there, looking all sorta round and everything, with nothing going on. And then, suddinly, Hunny said, just onna'count of nothing, a baby bird pecks it's way out. Hunny said you never know, that there's 'Allus an Egg' and inside of it, there's Hope, just waiting to come out - which is why there are Eggs at Easter.
"And it's also why there are Bunnies at Easter, too - and why Hunny allus went to Saint-Luke's in his baskit on Easter! Onna'count obba Fakt a hole-inna-ground can just be a hole or it can suddinly turn out to be the Entrance to a Warren full of bunnies. It's Metty-fours, Mouse. Like dat pikchur Auntie Carla took ob Our Cuzzin Norman wearin' Easter Bunny Ears..."
And Mouse was, like, "Lookit, I know whutta metty-four is. It's you coming down wiffa suddin case obb'em that's got me werried."
"That's the Whole Fing aboud Easter, Hunny said - You just nebber know!" I said. "It's about Hope-un-looked-for. Like nobunny knew on Good Friday that it would be followed by Easter Sunday - it was Just Anudder Day, until suddinly ev'rybunny waked up and there was Hope."
And Missy piped up, looking straight atta Dawg, "And that's the Whole Fing about you. If Whut's Happined issa Werst That's Happined, don't werry abouddit. You are still heer. We're still heer. Maman and Dadda and Phil are heer. Even the Catz - Cokie and Beep Uppystairs and KayCee, Toby, Munchkin, Lily and Ozzie Downnastairs - are all still heer. And so there is Hope. There issa Egg, as Hunny allus said."
And suddinly Dusty put his nose up, and axted, "Didn't George just tell us aboudda Eggs?"
And Missy was, like, "Shaddup, Dusty! This is aboudda Lore, not about who-said-whut-when! You are a YoungBun and you're sus'posed to Listen and Lern so you can Grow 'Tellygint, like George. Rabbits don't Grow Old, they Grow 'Tellygint, but only if they shaddup and bemember The Lore while it's being told to them."
And she looked at me.
Yeah, like I was gonna say ennyfing just about then.
Anna Dawg sighed.
Then he said, "Well, hokay. Then There is Allus an Egg. Dokter PeterBatts did say the ground would get back to Normal preddy soon and ev'ry day, fings do look a liddle bit bedda. And I kinda do like my Noo Job that Maman gave to me."
And Mouse nodded. "Yeah. Four hours of Law & Order yesterday. Fank you for watching me watch it."
"Yeah." Said the Dawg. "And you didn't fall offa sofa or ennyfing. I watched you the whole time, just like Maman said. And I also noticed that you didn't drop Wun RiceChex cereal, though, which I thought wassa liddle bit, well, you know, onna selfish side, seeing as how you hadda whole liddle bowl to yourself."
And Mouse was like, "Um, well, I got caught up studying Jack McCoy being a Prosecutor like Our Auntie Michelle Auletta and Judge Rudy Esquhare (Bless her) were in Sussex County, Noo Yawk. I want to pass my Salad Bar and be a genuine ADA, too!"
And the Dawg said, "Well, you know, like Hunny said, 'There is Allus an Egg.' Which is why I like that job of watching you watch Law & Order - because I live in Hope that wunna these days you're gonna drop Wunna Those RiceChex cereals onna floor, and then I'll more or less Be There, if you know Whut I Mean..."
And although I don't think that's quite the Message of Easter as it was told to me inna Lore by me,Hunny, SeniorBun of Our Warren, I can sorta see Whutta Dawg means...
Because There is Allus an Egg, just like Hunny said.
----------------------------- By George
Posted by Our Warren
at 10:45 AM EDT