By Bob Snyder
The grandkids were asleep on Easter eve. Maggie (our Lab) and I plotted foolproof egg hunting. It’s no fun to hide easy ones, but we had to improve last year’s results of only 27 of 48. Knowing Maggie loves peanut butter and her nose is much better than my eyes and memory combined, I thought with a little on each egg, she could find them all.