E.B.I.T. training, continued--Easter Egg concealment

Hey, what's up, dogs?  Today our new friend Carrots, the Easter-Bunny-in-Training (E.B.I.T.), is scheduled to show us his Easter Egg hiding abilities.  According to him, this is a very important part of his training, and one he must pass.  He wants to be a certified E.B. (Easter Bunny) by the time next year's holiday rolls around. 

So, let's get cracking on those eggs!  --Um.  No pun intended.


"So, what do you think?" Carrots asked.  "Be honest."

Err...ahem.  I think it's a good start.  You chose a very, uh, soft place to put the egg.  

"That's what I thought too!" Carrots said happily.

But...I have a suggestion.  If you really want to hide the egg, why not put it under the pillow?  Like this...

"Ooooh, yes!" Carrots exclaimed.  "I see what you mean."

And then, if you want to make it even trickier, why not choose an egg color that matches better with the pillow fabric?  Like this.

"Wow, that's a great idea!" Carrots said.   But then his brow furrowed.

What's wrong, Carrots?

"I just thought of something," Carrots said, looking worried.  "Do you think there are Easter eggs that are hidden so well that nobody can find them?"

That is an eggs-cellent question, Carrots.  What do you think, blog buddies?...

Oh, and also, we got mail last week!  It's a postcard from Sandy Bear.  He apparently went to someplace called Whistler...and went ziplining!  What an awesome adventure...Thanks for the card Sandy.

 

Till next time everybody!

An Easter package

Hey, what's up, dogs?  Today is Easter Sunday.  I woke up to a surprise--a mysterious package in the middle of the living room.

It appears to be a basket.  That makes sense--it's Easter, after all.

I whistled for my friends.  


"Hey, guys!" I called.  "Come and take a look at this."

Patch and Spunky arrived shortly afterward, and the three of us observed the basket for a few minutes.

 "Um...did you see that?" Patch asked nervously.

"See what?" Spunky replied.

"I thought I saw it move," Patch said, even more nervously.

 

Spunky and I both agreed that we needed to check out the contents of the package.  Our human's safety might be at stake.  

Patch didn't like the idea much, but he eventually agreed to join us.  Which was good, because we needed him...as you can see below.

It was a delicate operation.  Spunky balanced himself precariously on top and peered into the package.

"What do you see, Spunk?" I called. 

"Um...I see pink fluff," he responded.


Huh?  Pink fluff??

At that moment...

"Hi there!" a voice said cheerfully.  

Spunky and I were so surprised that we lost our balance and fell. 

"Oh, no!" wailed the bunny.  "I'm sorry!  Please don't give me a bad evaluation!"

"Who are you?" Patch asked.

"Oh, I totally forgot!" said the bunny.  "Happy Easter.  My name is Carrots and I'm a E.B.I.T."

"An E.B.I.T.?" I asked, perplexed.

"Easter-Bunny-in-Training," Carrots answered promptly.  "Here's my card."

 

An Easter-Bunny-in-Training?  We'd never heard of that before.
 
Carrots explained, "Well, you see, every bunny that wants to work as an Easter Bunny must go through a rigorous training program.  It takes a very long time and it's very hard.  But when we're done, we get to write two little letters after our name--E.B., for Easter Bunny.  It's a tremendous honor!

"As part of our training, we do home visits.  That is, we're assigned to homes around the country for a period of time, where we practice spreading love, giving hugs, and hiding Easter eggs.   

"This is my first home visit and I'm very excited!  But you're going to have to write me an evaluation, so I hope I didn't blow it already."

 

"No problem," Spunky said.  "Nobody was hurt.  We were just surprised, that's all."  

I said, "And if you want to learn how to spread love, you can start by helping us wish our blog friends a very HOPPY EASTER!"

Hope everyone has a great holiday!  Till next time...