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"So before the others could stop him, he pushed me out of the basket, so I never got to the hiding spot where the children would find me. I was lost in the field with the daffodils. It's very sad when daffodils can't make you happy."

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" 'Let me explain to you what Easter is all about' said the brown bunny. "It's about suffering and bloodthirsty Romans and heavy burdens and nasty Philistines.'

"You are one bitter little brown bunny," I said, not to be nasty, but just stating facts.

'That's it! You're out of here!' he said.

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"I realized I had mad a big mistake. The brown bunny was, well, hopping mad. Myself, I never mind when someone laughs at me--I'm glad they're having a nice time. This is not always the case, I learned. The brown bunny started making threats: 'You're going to die! I'm kicking you out of this basket!'

"I explained I was just trying to get in the Easter spirit."

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"But the Big Bunny was quite kind and said to jump in. He said there were going to be a lot of treats and surprises. I have no resistance to treats--not always so good with surprises--but the idea of treats won out so I hopped in and went off with them."

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"The little brown bunny hissed like a snake: 'I don't want anything cuter than me in the basket.' One of the little white lambs laughed at him, saying, 'We'll all have to jump out then!' But what was worse, all the lambs followed along, laughing at the brown bunny. His nose twitched so hard it went nearly out of its nose mooring."

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"I found the basket they were going to hide, filled with bunnies and lambs, and asked the Big Bunny if I could jump in and hide with them."

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"We were at the house, as usual," Kirby explained, when the big people told the little people that on Easter Day, they would get to find things that were hidden."

"Did they go and hide you?" asked Spike.

"Um-not exactly," said Kirby. "I might have hidden myself by mistake."

"How's that?"

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"I'm so sorry," said Kirby. "I don't want to be like everyone else and hurt your feelings. You are very kind to help get me back to my family. Maybe they'll want to pet you as a reward. Or at least give you treats."

Let's worry about that later," said Spike. "Now tell me where you last saw you family?"

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"I think you've stuck with me enough," said Kirby.

"At least I could point you in the right direction," said Spike. "Get it? Point you? Oh please, don't go away mad like everyone else. I can't help it if I'm not cute and cuddly like you."

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"Aiiiiiii-I really must be going. I have to find my family," said Kirby, thinking quickly .

"Please let me help you" said Spike. "You were nice enough to try to pet me, so the least I could do is stick with you."

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"Aiiiiiii," cried Kirby at the sharp needle that stuck his paw.

"You what?" asked Spike. "You liked it or not?"

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'So, against his better judgment, Kirby reached out to pet the porcupine.

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"You hate me already, don't you?" said Spike.

"No, that's not true," said Kirby. "I can tell you have any fine qualities. Many fine, sharp, pointy quill-ities. I mean, qualities."

"You're not going to pet me, are you?"

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Kirby's eyes were now quite sad at the thought of not being able to pet his new friend. On the one hand, he didn't want to hurt his paw. On the other hand, he didn't want to hurt his new pal.

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"Have you been working on the sad puppy dog eyes part of this?" asked Kirby, his paw hovering near Spike's muzzle. "It always lets them know you're not going to bite."

"I never bite," said Spike. "I would never hurt anyone. Now please, try petting me."

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"Oh, don't think I haven't tried sticking my muzzle out to get some petting. Problem is, when I stick my muzzle out, my muzzle gets stuck," said Spike. "Then the people stuck say all kinds of things that--tell you the truth--don't sound that friendly."

"Here, let me try petting you," said Kirby, reaching out with his paw slowly. He tried to think of a delaying tactic. He was, after all, a very smart dog.

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"No, of course there's nothing wrong with wanting to be petted," said Kirby. "In fact, that's why I want to get back to my family, because they do pet me. Sometimes they don't realize that they want to pet me, but I just stick my little muzzle out and give them my sad puppy dog look and, well, they just can't help themselves."

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'Really, I was hoping for one of my family to come and find me," said Kirby.

'Your family,' Spike sighed. "I bet they pet you, don't they?'

'Why yes, they do.'

"I just want to be petted, too," said Spike. 'Is that so wrong?'

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"It was a Porcupine making his way through the daffodils. 'You wanted me?' said the Porcupine.

'I made a mistake, I think,' said Kirby.

'Oh please, don't say that, I want to be friends. My name is Spike,' said the Porcupine.

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"But Kirby the Puppy's elation soon turned to consternation...

THE STORY LINE 7

"Then the puppy saw a friendly figure making his way through the flowers.

'Over here, please! Can you please come this way?'

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"I'm not sure how I got lost--my owners always said I was a genius, that I could go to Yale or Harvard, maybe even Cal Tech, but let me tell you this--just because you're smart, it doesn't mean you can't get lost.

"What I need is to find someone who will help me find my way back to them. Now they are supposed to be very smart people, my owners, but I'll tell you another thing about smart--the only kind of smart I care about is the smart that will get me back home."

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"The puppy is in a field, surrounded by daffodils, and at first we think he's a happy puppy, because he's surrounded by Spring flowers, but soon we sense his inner sadness.

"The puppy says, 'My name is Kirby, and I think I my be lost. I was hoping you would help me."

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Suddenly the Yoga Instructor got an idea. "I was going easy on you, because I was afraid once you heard the story, you would plotz, but I am going to tell you this story about the puppy--The Easter Puppy!"

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"Well, sure-um--it starts with this little puppy..."

"Great! Then what? Keep going!"

"He's a really cute little puppy..."

"Yes, yes, but what does he do?"

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"Excuse me, did you hear the phone ring?" said the Yoga Instructor.

"I did not," said the Head Guy, "but if there is a call, it can wait until after I've heard your idea for the puppy movie, which I'm sure will be an enormous hit because it is so high concept, and all we need now is the story line."

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"Oh, you want a plot, do you?" said the Yoga Instructor. "I suppose next thing you'll want a writer and a script."

"It's not a horrible idea," insisted the Head Guy. "Sometimes they even give out awards for those."

"I'm not in it for the awards, I'm an artist," said the Yoga Instructor, stalling.

"Of course," soothed the head Guy, who had encountered quite a few artists and ones who called themselves such in his time. "Now what exactly is the story?"

YOGA SESSION XXXI

"There would have to be a personal trainer, a personal chef, a groomer who can trim nails without causing any commotion and a full-time driver."

"Could the peanut butter treats be available on set visits?"

"I don't see why not."

"And can there be ice cream, too?"

"Of course there can be ice cream. Vanilla. Vanilla with nuts. Or banana."

"Then we may be able to make a puppy movie," said the Head Guy. "What's the story line?"

YOGA SESSION XXX

"There are soft rays of sunshine through white billowy clouds, and everywhere you look, there are peanut butter treats."

"I like peanut butter," said the Head Guy, smiling too, at the thought of endless nut delights.

"Sharks don't like peanut butter," instructed the Yoga Instructor.

"So how much would that cost?"

"I'm not done yet," said the Yoga Instructor.

YOGA SESSION XXIX

"I did not know that yoga instructors were allowed to bite," said the Head Guy. "Or make threats."

"Let's just get back to this meadow in the mountains," said the Yoga Instructor, smiling inscrutably. "There is endless grass, lush and enticing, and soft on the fur."

"How much would that cost?" asked the Head Guy.

"Nothing--nothing in comparison to Shark dollars."

"Is this above the line or below the line?" asked the Head Guy.

"Hush and let me tell you more," said the Yoga Instructor.

YOGA SESSION XXVIIII

"There are no Sharks," repeated the Head Guy.

"Picture an adorable puppy running through the meadow," said the Yoga Instructor.

"Wait a minute, are you sure there are no Sharks?" asked the Head Guy. "Sharks make a lot of money."

"There are no Sharks," repeated the Yoga Instructor. "Pay attention or I'll bite you."