(This is a companion piece to the Horace stories.  I hope you enjoy it)


This young creature you see before you is a stegosaurus.  Of course it is a miniature stegosaurus as the dinosaurs that lived during the late Jurassic Period, about 156 to 140 million years ago, were significantly larger.  The full grown adult stegosaurus was up to 26 to 30 feet long, about 9 feet tall, and weighed about 6,800 pounds.  The miniature stegosaurus weighs merely ounces, is five inches long and 3 ½ inches tall.  And her name is Stella.

Stella was discovered by a group of archaeologists working at a local dig. In actual fact it was a clutch of eggs that was found.  As the eggs were intact they were given to a local scientist.  In turn he decided to see if they could be hatched.  There were seven eggs but only one hatched.  That one was Stella.

At first the scientist was amazed and then intrigued by what he had discovered.  So the scientist did what scientists usually do: he studied the tiny creature.  He took measurements, he took samples, and he wrote papers on the wondrous creature that was in his laboratory.  All of the tests were done very scientifically so there was very little personal contact.  Stella did not have another of her kind to bond with.  She did not have the affection of the scientist, only the interest.  But there was another human Stella came into contact with: a cleaning lady.

The woman who cleaned up after the scientist did not understand measurements and samples and scientific papers.  She did understand that this tiny creature needed affection.  So when the scientist was gone, Stella was allowed out of her cage.  That was when Stella escaped.

Stella may have been young, she may have been tiny, but she was not shy.  She didn’t like the prodding from the scientist.  She didn’t like the cooing from the cleaning lady.  She did like the feeling of freedom when she was let out of her cage. So she left.

In the beginning it was a little intimidating to be alone and on the street.  But Stella found out that people throw away the most amazing things.   They throw away sweet things and they throw away warm things and they throw away things that smell really, really bad.  Eventually Stella learned what the best things were to eat, where the best places where to sleep, and how to stay out of the way of people’s very big feet.  Stella was having fun but she was also very lonely.  The other creatures Stella had run into either wanted to eat her or treated her as if she was a play toy. So Stella was alone.  That is until she was found by M.A.C. (Miniature Animal Control).


The end


6 thoughts on “Stella

  1. Jill Dunbar

    I hope and pray that M.A.C. looked after little Stella….

    Thanks and much peace and love, Pam.

    Happy St. Stephen’s Day. xo


  2. Sunshine Jansen

    Catching up on the Horace stories has completely brightened my morning, and now the stalwart Stella appears! I wish you could see the huge grin I have. 🙂



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