When I woke up around 6:00 p.m. on Easter Sunday I found an E-mail from Rudy telling me how Kell had been pressed into service as the Easter Bunny. I immediately called home, and Dad answered. He was still feeling awful but at least he was coherent and ambulatory.
That was a vast improvement over his condition 24 hours previous, when he was supposed to have begun distributing eggs. There were no other rabbits available to help on short notice, as Gran had taken Danielle to an early pregnancy class being taught by a friend, another retired physical therapist. (It's a good thing Elanor is recovered enough to look after Coney. Coney...someday she'd make a great Easter Bunny!)
Anyway, Kell put on bunny ears and the costume, and off she went. Due to her job as a Staff Predator she knows the county landscape and was able to hide the eggs in record time. (Most rabbits live underground and don't know the terrain as well as she.) She even had time for a "snack."
This is all a big secret, of course. (Good thing no one actually reads this!) If word got out that a canine was distributing eggs people might think it was the Easter Beagle.
