Every Easter, I come down with a severe case of bunny fever. I want to nuzzle a little bitty bunny face. Ohh, and the little baby chicks in the commercials. I’ll take two, please!
I’m shot down every year but with good cause. My husband often loses his side of the bed because of our two Chihuahuas. Can you imagine if we had two chickens and a bunny too? Hindsight suggests sleeping with chickens doesn’t seem like the best idea.