Kaci here. I heard Kyla apparently talking to herself. I was napping under the grooming table and Kyla got on the table and started talking. That’s not like her-sometimes she makes no sense but she never talks to herself.
I tried to listen in but first I took a peek outside.
Kyla: I’m here as you requested, what’s on your mind?
Bunny: As you’re aware, there are a lot of Blogville members looking for the Easter Bunny.
Kyla: That’s very true. Are you the Easter Bunny?
Bunny: NO but I know the EB.
Kyla: Great, can I meet EB?
Bunny: No way. Do you know what happened to Christmas Bunny, Passover Bunny, Bastille Day Bunny, Halloween Bunny?
Kyla: No, I’ve never heard of any of them.
Bunny: Exactly. Every holiday used to have a bunny. They got too close to cats and dogs and even mad birds and got picked off one by one. EB is no fool and won’t meet with any predator. You can tell your Blogville friends to give up the search, it’s impossible to succeed.
Kyla: The hunt is the fun, just ask Kali. I’m not going to spoil all my friends’ fun. If the task is impossible, it’s impossible and it won’t make any difference.
Bunny: OK, I warned you-what you do with the info is up to you. Bye, Kyla.