I had my boys over at my sister's house for Easter. The morning started out interesting. I had to go on a hunt for Harley poop because he went to the bathroom in about 6 places at my sister's. I had taken both the dogs out before we went in and they both did their business. I assume Harley wasn't feeling good so we decided not to give them Easter treats until tomorrow.

We taught Harley how to hunt for easter eggs. We tried to teach Reece but the most he did was follow Harley until Harley found something then he'd snatch it away from him and run.