You know the age old question…which came first, the chicken or the egg?
I’m asking you now, which came first, the Easter Bunny, or the Easter Egg? How that rabbit ever got that gigantic egg out of her hooha is beyond me, but if you have an explanation, I’m more than willing to sit and listen!
When mom took me on our walk today, I nearly passed out from fright. I saw a horrible sight…the egg had broken and the rabbit had died. I’d heard some talk about things not so pleasant that happened in families when the doctor called and said the rabbit died, so I wasn’t sure what this meant in a senior retirement community. I know that mom snapped a picture, giggled a little bit, patted me on the head, and told me everything would be just fine.
Wishing you all a Happy and Blessed Easter! I need a nap. Call me when dinner is served.
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