Easter is quickly coming, and the animals know it too. This year, rather than looking for Easter eggs from the Easter Bunny, I have a duck who is looking for his own eggs. He knows he will be in BIG trouble with the Mrs. if he doesn’t find those eggs; and SOON!
I know they’re close.
HMMMM! They weren’t there. I’ll look over here.
Nope. Not there either.
Maybe she put them in the grass.
When I left poor Mr. Mallard, he was still searching for those eggs. I hope he found them, or there will be HELL to pay from Mrs. Mallard.