But Not the Hippopotamus

I was reading this book to Conor tonight:

But Not the Hippopotamus
By Sandra Boynton

A hog and a frog do a dance in the bog
But not the hippopotamus

A cat and two rats are trying on hats
But not the hippopotamus

A moose and a goose together have juice
But not the hippopotamus

A bear and a hare have been to a fair
But not the hippopotamus

Now the hog and the frog hurry out for a jog
With the cat and the rats in their new running hats
While the moose and the bear and the goose and the hare
Are doing their best to keep up to the rest
But not the hippopotamus

Then the animal pack comes scurrying back
Saying, "Hey, come join the lot of us!"
And she just doesn't know
Should she stay, should she go?
But YES the hippopotamus

But not the armadillo

Why am I writing this out, you may ask?

Because as I was reading this tonight, it occurred to me that I identify a lot with the hippopotamus, and I really appreciate the friends in my life who come scurrying back (Cindy, Mercy, Loraleigh and Shelley immediately pop into mind, although I know there are others).

So, thanks.