Good morning. It is Easter Sunday. I think it is because I must have awakened and come down stairs a short time ago. It feels like I am awake.

Last night I - I mean, we - boiled eight eggs, the kind chickens lay. Then we cooled them and then I did the dye thing you do using the Paas box with the little color dye pellets, white vinegar and water.

Doobie, my youngest kitty, insisted on helping me.

He did.

Eventually I got the eggs dry and into the fridge without losing or breaking any. Doobie can't wait until we put the two baskets of eggs out for the cats to get at.

We are Easter bunny people here. We believe in the Easter bunny.

OK. I know it isn't all about the rabbit or the chocolate. I have been through many Easters. I know.

But it is fun when a cat insists on watching every move I make when I turn chicken eggs into colored toys that smell funny.