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A Mule Is An Animal

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mule1One of my favorite songs is “Swinging On A Star,” from an old Bing Crosby movie called Going My Way. I would sing it constantly if I knew all the lyrics! Unfortunately (or, fortunately for my animals, who are the only ones who would suffer) I only know the chorus and part of one verse and therefore rarely sing it.

The verse I know is the one about the mule, who it turns out is stubborn. I can relate.

I happen to be stubborn too. Here is a clear example:

As you may recall, after my recent surgery my mother came to visit and help me. My lovely sister-in-law Suzanne came too, but she only stayed for a week and the honeymoon never ended. My long-suffering, stalwart and determined mother stayed a month! And during that time, she tried to get me organized, which is somewhat the opposite of what I am!

mule6We are two strong-willed Scorpios with birthdays one day apart. There was bound to be contention here and there. So when it came time to dress the next doll, I picked Sunny Joy.

“Hm…What color do you think she would like?” I mused aloud. “I know, green!”

“Well, dear,” my mother responded, “You know, a lot of people don’t like green…”

Oh, yeah?!

Sew! Green it was. Green, green, green. Her dress, her coat, her hat, her onesie. GREEN. And I had a good supply of nice – you guessed it – GREEN leather for her shoes!

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAOnly…it just wasn’t working. You may remember her from the picture of the group of four. She is the girl in the background. The girl I did not mention. Because I could tell she wasn’t happy with her outfit, and neither was I.

It was an outfit based on stubborness. I was The Mule.

I completely made a new outfit for Sunny Joy and we’re both much happier. In the meantime, “Mother! YOOHOO!! I was wrong!!!” You might want to cut and paste this for future reference.

What color did Sunny Joy and I pick? You’ll see!

In the meantime, a SONG:



A mule is an animal with long funny ears
He kicks up at anything he hears
His back is brawny but his brain is weak
He’s just plain stupid with a stubborn streak
And by the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a pig


A pig is an animal with dirt on his face
His shoes are a terrible disgrace
He has no manners when he eats his food
He’s fat and lazy and extremely rude
But if you don’t care a feather or a fig
You may grow up to be a pig

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a fish




A fish won’t do anything, but swim in a brook
He can’t write his name or read a book
To fool the people is his only thought
And though he’s slippery, he still gets caught
But then if that sort of life is what you wish
You may grow up to be a fish
A new kind of jumped-up slippery fish


And all the monkeys aren’t in the zoo
Every day you meet quite a few
So you see it’s all up to you
You can be better than you are
You could be swingin’ on a star

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