Dear Easter bunny,
Today my mom was rather crabby-she played with me a bit but got mad when i took myself for a walk. I go the same route evey day so what the hell, i mean heck is her problem. I was even kind enough to take these mushy things she calls gloves out of her pocket and wash them in the snow for her. I was gonna even bury them for her but nooooooo.
My thoguhts for now, Issy