Breakfast.

Early morning. My kitchen. I'm hungry.



I think about the usual breakfast options ......

Toast.

Cereals. Drugs.

(kidding!) (..... about the cereals drugs)

But nothing is really ringing my bell. Floating my boat. Rocking my world.




And then, with a blinding flash of clarity, I think of something tasty.

Very tasty.

..... can you see it?







..... how about now?

..... how about now??

Ah yes .... chocolate ..... the breakfast of champions .....*





I assemble some tools I think may be useful for chocolate bunny massacre .....

Unfortunately 007 quickly realises what I'm up to and takes immediate steps to protect the bunny .....

..... by shielding his eyes ..... how effective .....

Too little too late, 007, too little too late!





I think about administering a shot of pain relief for the chocolate bunny .....

But then I worry that may make the chocolate taste nasty for me. I decide that if I use this tool .....

..... the chocolate bunny probably won't feel a thing much.

The chocolate bunny surveys the situation .....

..... but 007 can't bring himself to look .....

You probably can't tell, but underneath that calm, dignified exterior .....

..... the chocolate bunny is quaking like a leaf.

The time is upon us. My tummy is rumbling and I need my breakfast. I pick up the wooden mallet .....





..... but then I spot something out of the corner of my eye.






007 is trying to bait me .....

..... and I fall for it .....

Well ..... eggs are so much more breakfasty, aren't they?

You may not be able to see it, but the chocolate bunny is overcome with relief .....

007 is too .....

(you may be able to see that)






..... yum .....

These two on the other hand ..... are crapooping themselves with worry.....

.... although you may not be able to see that ..... what with the shell and all .....

So. The chocolate bunny lives to see another day, and 007 looks like the cat who got the cream monkey who saved the bunny .....

..... good job the best before date is August 2008 .....

* I am a mother. I know the importance of a hearty and healthy breakfast. Of course I don't eat chocolate for breakfast.**












** I do really.