It’s that time of year! And you know, egg hunts are not just for kids. In fact, they’re not even just for humans.
After we get home from sunrise service, and take a nap, my wife hides eggs with dog treats inside and then we release the hounds! Our miniature wiener dogs (which actually are technically hounds — that’s the “hund” part of dachshund) take off after the eggs, root ’em out, and bite ’em open.
“If I think long enough, maybe I can figure out where those eggs are without looking…”
“Excellent! There’s one…”
“Gotta open these suckers up!”
“This might be a little too easy. They’re everywhere!”
“If I think long enough, maybe I can figure out where they’ll be next year…”