I know about this time of year. I usually get an Easter bucket. One year in China, I got into Lady's basket and stole some real eggs. I accidentally ate some of the plastic Easter grass some volunteers had brought from the U.S. The next day when I tried to poop, only loops of Easter grass popped out of my butt...and got stuck! How embarrassing! I cried -loudly, attracting too much attention. Lady was embarrassed and tried to help me. Serves me right for stealing eggs. I won't do it this year. Most of our neighbors are Hindu, and Lady doesn't eat eggs anymore. I do. We usually have an egg tree. This year it is on the wall.
I hope the Easter Bunny comes to see me again this year. I will put my bucket out. Don't get your knickers in a twist Of course I know the real meaning of Easter! It's Resurrection Day. It is at the very center of what Lady believes. It is THE biggest and most important day on the Christian Calendar. I've been listening to the stories from the Bible for years. I know how Jesus died on the cross to take the punishment for our sins. No more animal sacrifices. Jesus paid it all. He who knew no sin died that they might have eternal life. Lady will go to services up on the mountain at Rev. Paul's church. It's up on the mall at 7,000 feet, built by the British in 1844. My Children from Grace Home will be there, too. They are coming here Saturday for their Easter Party, right before the Big Girls Club have their party. Yippee! Back to back parties!! Lady's been shopping! She came home from the bazaar soaking wet and loaded down with stuff. Our American friends donated some Tootsie Roll Pops! Can't get those here.
So, I am dragging my legs. Lady puts me in my wheels. I whine. I don't know how to tell her why I don't like them, so I whine. She's getting annoyed. She tried to take me outside for a walk. It's sunny and up to 63. I wouldn't budge. Anybody have any suggestions for us? We both need encouragement.