Spring has Sprung

Spring has sprung and so have I. One never really see how much they love the sun until they are forced to go months with out it. Spring must be the most wonderful season of the year to most dogs, or atleast it is for me. I have a passion for grass, it is like a drug really. When I see grass there is only one option! It must be rolled in. I feel as though it might actually be a sin if I were not to roll in it. I would lose my spot in dog heaven. Anyways, back to the point.
So it is spring time and I experienced something new. Since spring is the time for newness I thought I would share. It was a sunny day, my Beth was laying on a blanket in the yard reading a book, so I thought I would steal away for a few minutes to smell my fill of the daffadiles. They are a wonderfully sunny flower and I do adore to smell them.
While I was getting my fill I was suddenly suprised by a sudden movement in the bush a head. I jumped out of my skin, being the brave dog I am and all. After a few minutes frozen in terror, I mean a few minutes of deep contimplation on what to do next, I thought I would investigate.
I slowly crept up to the bush to see what I could find, when I got a little closer it started to russle, so will all of my might I gave a great big bark. To my horror a large furry beast came fling at me, tooth and nail.
I, Omar the Couragous, ran instantly to save my Beth, who sat defenclist on the lawn. I didn't want her to feel like a wimp so I didn't protest when she tried to comfort me with words like, "Oh Omar, its just a little jack rabbit, nothing to be scared of."
I thought it was my solum duty not to let her realize how close to death she had just come. I don't know who jack rabbit is but, now that I have a name for the face I will know to stear clear. I am putting the words Jack Rabbit on the list of scary right under the word Bath.

"He who is not everyday conquering some fear, has not learned the secret of life" - Ralph Waldo Emerson