This ‘once thought to be super cute’ dog ate the Easter Bunny.
Or at least her babies.
I let Daisy out this morning and she was gone for longer than usual. I looked out and saw that something was holding her attention back in the bushes. When I called her, she didn’t come so I went out to investigate.
And that was when I saw it. She had a new born baby bunny in her mouth. And there was a full nest of bunnies next to her.
I will not regale you with the rest of the details. It is enough to say that I will have nightmares for weeks. You don’t need to join me.
I just wanted to warn you in case your children’s Easter baskets were looking a bit slim this year. The Easter Bunny might be in mourning.
*Great thanks to my hysterical and wise friend Beth Meleski for the title of this post.