What the rabbit was that all about? Monday Mom was telling us all about some fun plans she had for us that night. She seemed pretty excited. We donned our Easter ears, piled into the car, put on our seat belts, and off we went.
Evidently, no pet of moms has ever met the Easter Bunny in the furs, and we were about to be the first ones. This struck us as odd since we prefer to chase and kill rabbits. How would it work to take a photo with a rabbit? Mom said it would be like visiting Santa, but all we could remember from that was waiting for hours to be shoved on some fat guy’s lap for a fast photo, and then we were on our way home.
It turned out the rabbit was not very popular, as the line was super short. Thank dog for that! To be honest, and don’t tell my mom I said this, but I don’t think it was a real rabbit. The thing was huge, and didn’t smell anything like any rabbit Bailie and I have smelled before. We had zero prey drive for this Easter Rabbit. I was the first one to pose with the rabbit. Honestly, why humans think this is fun, I will never know. It is simply weird!
Bailie was not amused by the entire thing. She refused to sit and insisted on lying down. Because these things are always rushed, Mom didn’t have time to get Bailie to sit up nicely. We are just happy Bails did not fall asleep!
Our final photo was both of us with this supposed rabbit. As with all these kinds of things, you pay money, they take lousy photos, and send you on your way. Mom asked if she could pay for the photos but take three herself. They said, NO. Okay then. We could not even choose which shots we thought were best. None of the photos even have the rabbit back feet in them. Now we have seen the rabbit, which we don’t really believe was a rabbit. Mom is happy because we had the experience. Will we do it again? Who knows, but we won’t be sad if we don’t see that creature again. Happy Easter season and watch out for very fake rabbits!