In the tracks of the Easter Bunny
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
I know that the Easter bunny is not the true meaning of Easter, mind you. My blonde girl was guiding me (as my beloved yellow lab guide dog) in our local mall yesterday for exercise. (I swear I didn't stop at See's cany shop this time) We were walking laps and took the elevator upstairs and walked more laps because it was a rainy day. Look who we walked into... But the Easter Bunny himself. So i wanted Leone to ahve her picture taken. Bad decision actually. she was so horrified of the Easter Bunny and thought he was the biggest baddest monster on Earth. It took some coaxing with her Natural Balance kibbles that i keep in my pouch on my key ring necklace. It sure wasn't easy.