But every easter I remember my old doggo Hecate, a black lab. The first easter after we got her, P’s hid the eggs the night before in the garden, and us kids would woke up to find a whole lot of doggos poo on the lawn with foil in it. She was always gonna find them. She didn’t get sick surprisingly.
My dog once stole half a block of chocolate off the coffee table. I left the room for 2 minutes and when I returned he was acting really shifty in his bed so I checked it and found it buried in his blankets with 2 squares nibbled out of it.
No eggs for me this year :(
But every easter I remember my old doggo Hecate, a black lab. The first easter after we got her, P’s hid the eggs the night before in the garden, and us kids would woke up to find a whole lot of doggos poo on the lawn with foil in it. She was always gonna find them. She didn’t get sick surprisingly.
Miss that dog.
I had a childhood cat demolish an Easter choc basket. Also miraculously seemingly unharmed. Bloody rascals.
My dog once stole half a block of chocolate off the coffee table. I left the room for 2 minutes and when I returned he was acting really shifty in his bed so I checked it and found it buried in his blankets with 2 squares nibbled out of it.