Day 297: Easter Is Special, But This Morning Loud!

Woke up wif hopes this day would be good and happy day, but it cloudy and gloomy and my instinct tole me keep paff to bunker clear. And I spend mornin alternately venturin ever so tentatively to the out of doors... and nervously suckin on toy...

Then the Mom put me in my jammies... and lo and behole, rumble rumble RUMBLE boom boom BOOM. And even GRRH cookies won't get me out of baffroom now!

(Hope Easter Bunny in bunker of he own!)