On Sunday, the Easter Bunny paid a visit to our village.
Colorful, plastic eggs, stuffed with candy and necklaces, were hidden throughout the day for our yearly egg hunt.
Laughing children, armed with baskets, brown paper or plastic bags, searched the patio for eggs, hidden in the planters, perched on benches, or waiting on the window ledges.
Brandon, my poodle buddy, who spent the afternoon with me, observed the festivities. I asked him what he thought of the Easter bunny, and he said they tasted like chicken.....Agghh! Erika, the rag kitten, scampered by with a mouse squirming from her mouth.
I guess it was a good day of hunting for the children and Erika....as for me, I prefer a slice of pizza.
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