We understand that some folks are dismayed by the wearing of the green on St. Patrick's Day. Some folks object to the way the US jokes about beer consumption, muttering about the way some people engage in hurtful stereotypes. Some people even complain about the practice of dyeing perfectly good ale a disgusting shade of shamrock. (We have to admit, we ourselves do agree with that last one. People! Really, now. That's just nasty.)
We have heard that some folks are dismayed by what they consider the disdignification of perfectly well-equipped dogs by the addition of clothes and props and hats and the like.
We have also heard that there are individuals who decry the anthropomorphism of dog-speak and ascribing human emotions to dogs. Science, after all, has not proven that animals experience emotions. Science has not been paying much attention, in our opinion, but that is neither here nor there.
The sad fact is, none of the aforementioned individuals are going to enjoy this post very much, since it involves the whole basketful of objectionable material.
To whit: Magnolia wearing green shamrock deelybobbers, and a tiny green mug, the better to enjoy some green gravy on St. Patrick's Day. Furthermore, we are going out on a limb and we are claiming that Magnolia is having a helluva time in her outfit.
And, we contend, if you listen hard, you can hear this one-eyed beauty singing: "When a froggish eye is smilin', sure tis like the morn in spring! In the lilt of froggish laughter, you can hear the angels sing! When froggish hearts are happy, all the world seems bright and gay, and when a froggish eye is smiling, it will steal your heart away!"
Enjoy yourself this St. Patrick's Day, regardless of your opinions on the content and character of this post urges
The Frog Princess