Whew! That was close.

Easter Sunday seemed like a nice holiday. The night before mom and Hailie (my little 3 year old human) colored some eggs all different colors and I later helped mom hide them along with all my brothers. Then we put her basket together and went to bed.
All was well and good until we woke up Easter morning. I heard mom asking where the ham was naturally I ran to the kitchen thinking there was some treats involved. Then I heard her say she had to COOK IT IN THE OVEN!! I was horrified! I know I've gained a few pounds but this seemed a bit much to say the least. My horror soon turned to bliss however when my mom gave me a piece of this so called ham (can't imagine why they call it that) and it was heaven. YUMMY!!