Peter Cottontail eat your heart out

She’s white, fluffy, cute as any bunny out there, and were she not of the canine species, would probably qualify for intense psychotherapy to rid herself of her chocolate demons. (I can’t imagine WHERE she gets that from).

Of course, she will have a basket on Easter…just look at her…could you pass up the opportunity to hide a few milk bones, rawhides, and perhaps a jelly bean or two in the hay for the simple pleasure of watching her search wildly for each and every morsel?

I know I can’t…which is why on Easter morning, along with my grown children's baskets, Miss Ivy will awaken to her very own four-legged nirvana, and how will she approach it? Why, with “dogged” determination of course!

HAPPY EASTER!