Mumbling with mouth almost closed, “yes, you idiot, be quiet!” Pinky tried not to move a whisker. The dog was near and sniffing around as usual.
“But, Pinky! What’s wrong? You know today is Easter, right? A great day for us real bunnies. Not the chocolate ones though. . .ever eaten a chocolate bunny, Pink?”
“Oh, my god, are you serious?” Pinky was careful not to move but was rolling his eyes in his mind.
The dog moved on and Pinky and his friend did also, straight to the carrot patch of old Mr. McDonald.