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Belinda Says Hay: “Easter Gifts”

Belinda Says Hay Blog Masthead: "Easter Gifts"

Hello. It’s Belinda.

Thank you to everyone for the “get well” wishes. I feel fine but I have to keep taking the medicine. Have I mentioned it's horrible?

Just kidding. Half of my blog last week was about how bad the medicine tastes.

My sleep schedule is still off too. But that’s because of the “racket.” I mean the birds.

My roommate found a nest by the front window. Hidden under the awning.

"Mama bird” is so loud it sounds like she's in the living room with us, if you want to know the truth.

My roommate took a photo of the nest and showed it to us.  

seven blue eggs in nest

My roommate says this "basket of Easter eggs" is right on time for the holiday.

If you are reading this on Easter Sunday, you can imagine what's going on here.

As I've mentioned in the past, my roommate seems to think the three of us are “Easter bunnies.”

Every year it’s the same little joke. She starts goofing around early in the morning, pretending to look for a basket.

“I know there’s candy in this house!”

We can hear it through the vents. She’s all the way upstairs, on the bedroom level. “Badgering” the English.

“Where did you hide the candy?”

You can even hear drawers slam shut. Muffled but not if you're in the bedroom.

It’s the only time I feel sorry for the English. My boyfriend’s companion and I can give each other a look. Which means “here we go again.” Rabbits know what I’m talking about.

But the English is on his own. That’s the downside of sleeping on the bedroom level. He’s first in line for antics.

The whole thing is silly. But my roommate is a "good egg."

She took excellent care of Little Fang when she was sick a few months ago. And she took me to the vet "pronto" when I had my bathroom condition last week.

That's why we decided to surprise her this year. With an early Easter treat.

It all started a few days ago. When my roommate dropped an entire bowl of blueberries on the bottom level. She wasn’t paying attention and she tripped over a bucket.

The blueberries flew through the air and when they landed, they rolled in every direction.

I know what you’re thinking and the answer is yes. Two rolled across the floor toward the dryer. I picked them up with my teeth before they disappeared into the shadows.

While my roommate was crawling on the floor putting blueberries back into the bowl, I dropped my two into my afternoon hay. "For later." 

Little Fang saw the whole thing.

And after our roommate left the room, she's the one who came up with the idea. To give the two blueberries to her for Easter.  One from each of us.

I thought it was the right thing to do.

But we couldn’t wait until Easter Sunday because they might dry out. So I dug both blueberries out of my hay and placed them on my empty dinner plate.

And then we waited.

A few hours later, we heard our roommate on the stairs. Little Fang and I ran to our sleeping rugs and flopped. With our backs to the steps.

My roommate saw the two blueberries on the plate. I could feel her staring at them even though I couldn't see her.

“Belinda, did I give these blueberries to you?"

I ignored her.

"I bet you found  some on the floor. Don't you want these?"

I pretended to be asleep.

Then I heard her pick up the plate.

“I know who would like them.”

She walked back upstairs to the kitchen.  I stood and turned to look at my boyfriend’s companion. We thought the same thing. “The English.”

Just goes to show you. Try to do something nice for your roommate and it all ends up going to the rabbit who breaks the rules.

Suddenly we heard the front door open. There was a pause. Then we heard it close.

My roommate's footsteps moved across the ceiling and down the steps.

She stopped midway and leaned over the railing.

“I put your blueberries by the nest. Mama bird says thank you.”

Then she turned and walked back upstairs.

Little Fang and I just stared. We didn't know what to say.

As for me, I hope that Mama bird enjoyed her "candy."

She'll never know it came straight from the Easter bunnies.



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