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' "Indeed, yes, it does," Naomi affirmed. "And your hindquarters are more powerful than a locomotive."

"That's what they feel like!" Kirby exclaimed. "I can do this! I feel like--I feel like---"

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' "The Egg has turned you into SuperBunny," said Naomi.

Kirby flexed his new long limbs. "Does this mean I can leap tall baskets in a simple bound?"

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' Then Kirby's ears were deafened for a moment by what seemed to be the sound of a giant egg cracking. "Hey! What's up with this?" he asked.

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' "Your ears are growing," said the Flute Egg.

"I can hear you perfectly well without YOU shouting either," Kirby wailed.

"No one is shouting, it's your ears," said the Flute Egg.

"I can't hear you when you talk so loud," said Kirby.

"Deaf if you do, deaf if you don't," muttered the Flute.

"Hey, my paws!" Kirby cried. "My paws are getting bigger!"

"It's all right," said Naomi. "It's the magic egg working."

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' "I'm not shouting--really I'm not!" said the Accordion Player Egg.

"Maybe it's me," Kirby said. "I don't feel like myself."

"You don't look like yourself, either," said the Flute Egg.

"What's different?" Kirby asked.

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' The Accordion Player Egg tapped nervously at his keys.
"Do you have to drum so loud on those?" Kirby cried.
"I'm not drumming, I'm barely touching them," he replied, softly.
"Now, why are you shouting at me?" Kirby accused. "there is no need to shout!"

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' "What's the matter?" asked the Band of Eggs.

"I feel as if my head will explode!" said Kirby. "It's like--it's like--" he tried to find something to compare it to, which is hard when your head is splitting.

"It's like my head is an egg that is cracking itself!"

"Dog's gone crazy," muttered one Roadie to another. "Did you give him any bad kibble?"

"I'm not crazy!" said Kirby, whose hearing had suddenly become much more acute. "Something is happening to me!"

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' Just as he said that, Kirby felt something akin to a jolt of lightening through his head. "Ow," he said. He rubbed his muzzle. It felt worse.

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' 'Where is that?" asked Kirby.

Naomi did not answer. She concentrated, and whispered something to the Egg that Kirby could not quite hear.

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' "Then let's get cracking!" said Kirby.

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' We are rootin' tootin' ready! said the band eggs, who had brought along a cute future chick to help deliver.

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'I feel ready to go out and do the work of a hundred bunnies!" Kirby cried.

"That's a good boy!" said Naomi. "Is everyone else ready, too?"

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'Kirby felt the magic first at the tip of his muzzle, and then it spread swiftly to his paws.

Naomi asked again: "Is the magic taking?"

"Yes," said Kirby, "It's like--it's like a squeaky ball and a pupcake all rolled into one. Maybe better."

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'Naomi placed the magical egg around Kirby's neck. "How does that feel, little lost doggie?" she asked.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Hope you will enjoy the best toys ever this year.

SANTA HAS HIS WORK CUT OUT FOR HIM

I'm beginning to see a trend.

"Yes. So I must be on my way. Toys to good girls and boys, because toys are your first friends. It gets more complicated from there."

Thank you Santa. Before we return to the story, may we just have a word from a Faithful Friend?

AND TALKIN'

"To the Harried Friend who thought no friends were with them any more--I gave them back their friends.

"To the Suspicious Friend who believed, against reason, that their Friends has betrayed them in one way or another, I gave them back their reason. They found their friends again.

"To the Friend who became infirm, and thought that only strangers would look after them, I gave them reassurance. And friends were there."

AND TALKIN'

"You know, I am bound by certain rules of confidentiality when it comes to delicate list decisions," Santa intoned, without any hint of a ho-ho-ho in his voice. "But I can tell you that the best presents I ever gave were these:

SANTA KEEPS ON TALKIN'

"That happens when you start mixing with the Royals, sorry," said Santa. "You would think, being a Saint and all, it wouldn't affect me, but it does. Start to feel superior."

I know, even the best of us succumb sometimes.

"Pardon me for correcting you," said Santa, "however it is not that the best of us succumb to feelings of superiority sometimes; it is the rule that the best of us succumb to feelings of superiority frequently. That makes it very hard to find the right present."

Is is naughty to feel superior if someone is superior?

"Again, let's look at the larger context," said Santa, side-stepping the question like a seasoned pol. "One cannot land firmly on the Nice List with such feelings, but it does not automatically make you Naughty, either."

Is there a Limbo List?

"There is no Limbo List, that would make my job so much easier. I wish," Santa said, in a wistful way. "I have to scrutinize the behaviour of the year and evaluate the extent to which superior feelings have led the otherwise Nice astray. I take it on a case-by case basis."

Are there cases you can discuss?

SANTA KEEPS TALKIN'

"Why yes, not that I wish to spoil any surprises, but since the Royals live such public lives, they won't hold it against Santa if he spills the beans mostly on them."

Can you tell about Prince William and his bride-to-be?

"Oh yes, of course--they are each giving the other five servants."

I thought they were going to do without servants?

"For them, that is doing without. I must remind you that Santa looks at things in the larger context."

All right, so any other larger contexts that you can discuss without referring to yourself in the third person?

SANTA HAS MORE TO SAY

"There is the Princess of Mavridou, and her Prince, they will receive some very good news, and with other Royals, the Countess of Chartres will receive the gift of undivided attention, which is all she really wanted."

I thought she was incredibly naughty this year?

"Yes, but you have to look at the naughtiness in the larger context. It does no good to be petty at Christmastime, does it?"

Ah, if only more people thought like Santa. Any other gifts you can share with us?

SANTA SAYS:

"Merry Christmas, Little Helper! Are these readers giving you trouble?"

It does say The Daily Puppet, not the occasional puppet, so I understand. I did apologize.

"If there's one thing I've learned in all my years of telling Naughty from Nice," said Santa, "it's that people don't really want apologies."

They don't?

"Nah. They may say they want apologies, but they really prefer to be mad or feel superior."

Or both?

"Sometime both. That's when they didn't deserve an apology in the first place."

Thank you for clarifying. Is that naughty or nice?

"It's not nice, but it's not naughty, either," Santa sighed. "Its human nature."

So they still get presents?

"Everyone gets presents. Everyone gets really great presents."

No lumps of coal?

"I ought to sue the creep who came up with that lie--no, never a lump of coal. Not in the stocking, not under the tree, nowhere."

So will you share with our readers what are some of the great presents they're getting this year?

"Certainly. Let's start with those who have been Really Nice."

You mean like The Tokenblogger?

"Of course I mean The Tokenblogger. She gets a big basket of lovin' from her family, her friends and her fans. The ones who like her acting style. Oh, and her furry friends, too. Then also, there may be a warm sweater for her coming, knit by the Great Magnetic Wife."

What about The Great Magnetic Husband?

"He gets licks from his puppy, Rango. And Karl Strauss beer."

Ooooooh, he must have been nice. Who else?

THE SQUEEK SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

Here it is, Christmas Eve, and the Yoga Master's Easter Puppy story still isn't done, let alone the end of Little Red Riding Hood's adventures with her treacherous family.

Sorry.

I was helping Santa prepare Christmas presents.

You don't believe me? Excuse me, Santa and I are like that. In fact, I made the list that he checked twice for this year.

I can't tell you what's on there, but maybe he can:

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' "Allow your good puppy Kirby to have, for a day, the abilities we rabbits enjoy--not just the ability to decimate a garden in two shakes of a cotton tail, but to send delicious eggs to all for Easter Day!" Naomi asked the magical egg.

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' So Little Naomi closed her eyes and incanted:

"O Great Egg Maker Above, Mother Hen to all that is Ovoid, send me a fresh Magic Egg to help our friend Kirby the Puppy in his time of need!"

And a lovely sapphire and pearl egg with gold trim descended from The Great Nest into Naomi's waiting arms.

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' "You do? Let's hear it," said Kirby.

"My sister and I, we both have magic eggs that can help you."

"You have magic eggs you will give me?"

"No, we cannot give them to you. The magic is exclusive to bunnies. We can use them to help you do the work of the real Easter Bunny. We'll show you."

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' Yes, of course you may," Kirby said. "Now, let's get you some baskets."

"Excuse me, Mister Easter Puppy," said Naomi. "I have a better idea."

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' Kirby had to admit the little bunny dolls were adorable, especially dressed in their little kimonos, and also looked a lot more like a bunny than he ever could. "What are your names?" he asked them.

"I am Naomi and my sister is Tamaki. Can we come along?"

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' "Will ya look at this doll?" said the piper. She's a bunny, too, and she's got a sister just as cute. "They're our groupies."

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' Last one out is a rotten egg!" Kirby said.

"That is just so not funny," said the eggs. "Just wait til you see the last ones out!"

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' No, really, we're going," Kirby insisted.

"Don't you want to see who else we can get to help?"

"We're fine, I'm closing the egg box now."

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' "This little fella is mighty quick with the candy, does a fast refill, too."

"Fine, bring him, let's go already," Kirby said.

"Oh, maybe one more request?" asked the eggs.

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' "Hang on, one quick sec, we got to get a few more of the gang with us," said the eggs.

"Hurry up! said Kirby. Next thing you know it'll be Thanksgiving!"

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' "No, I can't say as I have," Kirby admitted. "But I imagine it's a situation that shows real mettle."

"We can play Metal, sure," said the eggs.

"O.K., then let's go!" said Kirby.

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' "Then we'll need our roadies to help," said the lead singer.

"Can they work fast?" Kirby asked.

The Piper sighed. "You've never needed a piccolo switched out last minute before going on, have you?"

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' Two more eggs jumped up. "What's the gig?" asked the lead singer.

"Delivering Easter goodies all over the world."

"A tour! How rad!" said the Piper.

"Yes, but we have just a few hours," said Kirby.

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' "That's great!" Kirby said. "You're sure now? You don't mind that it's a little weird?'

"It's very weird, everyone knows that. But I don't mind as long as my band buddies can come, too."

"Where are your band buddies?" Kirby asked.

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' A young musician egg with an accordion jumped up. "I'll go with you, little pup!"

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' And with that insult--not just to Kirby, but to the knishes at Liebmann's, which are always fresh and hot--they hopped back into the box.

"Are there no eggs willing to have a little faith in me?" Kirby asked.

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' "You are asking me to prove that something will not happen in the future," Kirby argued. "I can tell you that I'm not the same little lost puppy I was when this all started."

"No, you're a little lost puppy with bunny ears," crowed the rooster egg.

"Give it up," said the bunny egg. "You are as much about Easter as a cold knish at Liebmann's deli."

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' The rooster egg jumped up to the ledge.

"You're with me?" said Kirby.

"No, I'm with the bunny," he crowed. "We're going nowhere once you reconnect with the folks."

"I'm not like that," Kirby explained.

"Prove it," said the rooster.

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' "Come clean," said an egg decorated with a bunny. "You're just using the holiday to go and find your family."

"That's how this all started," said Kirby. "Now I have an obligation to take over the Easter Bunny's rounds."

"Rounds, schmounds, as soon as you find your family, you're putting down the basket and begging for treats yourself."

"No, that won't happen!" Kirby insisted. "But don't come with me if that's what you think. There are other eggs who will come with me--aren't there?"

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' "Where are you going?" asked the eggs.

"Where am I going?!" Kirby cried. "I'm going all over to bring the message of Easter."

"We don't think so," said the eggs.

"What do you mean?"

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'Kirby tiptoed into the box carefully, as if walking on--well, eggshells. So many great eggs. "Who wants to come with me?' he asked.

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' "These eggs are extraordinary--too good for me to take from you," Kirby said to the Bunny.

"Nonsense," said the Bunny. "Eggs are meant to be shared. Have a look and take whichever ones you need."

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'Inside were the most wonderful eggs Kirby had ever seen, not just Easter Eggs, but Christmas Eggs, New Year's Eggs, Mid-Summer Eggs, too. Eggs even for Pagans and Druids, for Muslim and Jew.

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' "It smells like eggs," said Kirby. "Really good eggs. But it's not a basket."

"I told you I don't like to keep all my eggs in one basket--that means I also don't like to keep them all in baskets. Have a look inside."

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'Kirby entered the Bunny's house and saw a large box with festive decoration.
"What a pretty box," he said.

"Isn't it?' said the Bunny. "What do you think is inside?"

THE PIRATE COMMANDEERS THE STORY!

"Arrrrrgh! I heard there were eggs, and cupcakes and all manner of delectables, so of course I wanted samples for my crew. The puppy was a pushover.

Since it's Halloween, we got our fill of fresh candy by going door to door dressed as children who were pretending to be pirates." The Pirate sighed. "It's the most wonderful time of the year. Now we can sail on."

So it's The Pirate's fault! No wonder the Easter Puppy story is still not done.
Can we please just get this puppy some eggs?

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"Would you be willing to share a basket of them with me?" asked Kirby?

"No, I'm just teasing you, because everyone knows how much fun it is to tease a puppy. Yes, you can have some eggs!"