Easter Beast Feast!

Cockadoodledooo my little Spring Chickens!

I say! The Easter Bunny is a jolly good sport what? Delivering bounteous del-egg-table delights to all those hungry beasts. Egg-straordinary!

But come closer, do, and prick up those ear tufts while you’re about it, for I have a tiny secret to tell… much like our beloved Father Christmas, as magical as that egg-stra special Bunny is, He simply can’t hide all those eggs in all the nooks and crannies of lands far and wide all by Himself! Although undoubtedly the star of our annual Easter egg-stravaganza, He has a supporting cast of thousands. Animals gather from all four corners – all shapes and sizes, all hues and musks – to meet our illustrious leader at dusk.

And oh what a sight Chickadees! A glimmering mountain of treats… red, blue, yellow, purple, pink, green, gold… glittering in the light of the full moon. We gaze, mesmerised, mouths as gaping as our empty bags, while the Easter Bunny entwines our tiny brains in his ingenious plan, woven with words on a velveteen sky. We beasts enchanted and entranced, beady eyed with obedience, fill satchels and saddlebags. Briefcases, backpacks, purses, pockets, socks, sacks, handbags and hats overflowing with colour and brimming with joy! Then with trusty moon shadows right by our sides, we dissolve into the night on our marvellous quest.

Bleary eyed and achey pawed we finish our task just before dawn. We curl up together in tussocks or tufts, and slip into sweet dreams of chocolate caramel marshmallow fudge. After a long and fruitful laborious night, we’re awoken a little later by squeals of delight!

Oh Happy Easter my Dear Flufflings!