Where is Miss Charlotte? Why, she’s just now waking up, but any minute is going to enter the scene and have her breakfast. She’s saved the most beautiful candy egg in her Easter basket for last, fantasizing all the while about what kind of tasty “mystery filling” it may hold. (Flavored cream? A marshmallow chick? Swedish fish? A chocolate mouse?) The bunny knows, and so do I, but we don’t want to spoil the surprise. (Stay tuned.)
Meanwhile, I hope all of you reading this have a wonderful day today—filled with only the nicest surprises!
Anyone who knows cats probably saw this doodle coming a mile down the pike—i.e., Charlotte’s complete indifference to my return last night, after a week away.





Molly came along, too, of course. And even though it wasn’t Sunday, she wore one of her pretty bonnets.(Rehearsing, I suspect, for Easter, coming up in just a few days.)

While a lot of the other dogs (including Ranger) like to dress casually on the weekend, Molly always wears her Sunday best, topped off with an amusing hat. She kindly added a small saddle on her belt today, so she could take Little Mouse for a ride. Doesn’t that look like fun?
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