“Mom, why are your keys in this plastic egg?” “Training, honey. Now go find the one with the remote.”
Very good. A new take on an old theme.
They generally show up by the Fourth of July.
It happens to the best of us, Bunny.
Living with someone going into Alzheimer’s, every day can be like an Easter Egg hunt.
You hare brain, the hiding isn’t for you! Once they’re hid, you’re done!
LOL! That’s funny and depressing at the same time!
Yikes! What a HARE raising admission…..
He knows where to find the barley and hops.
Yes, why jump through the burning hoop when all you have to do is jump an inch up?
Let me know if you come across my keys…
It’s less common, but Merriam-Webster’s Unabridged does accept “hid” as a past participle of “hide”.
“hid·den or hid”
Time for the senior Leporidae warren.
That man the Easter Bunny is sitting with is probably what Charlie Brown looks like these days.
September 06, 2014