Me: A blue sky and goofy faces...you've made my day. Thanks, guys.
George: You're welcome. Now please fill our cone with treats.
George suddenly found the game distasteful.
So did Lucy after she took her turn with the cone.
Those silly boys had dropped the cone in a pile of rabbit remains.
Apparently once rabbit fur gets stuck to the roof of one's mouth, it's difficult to remove.
Lucy: Blcch. Doesn't taste a bit like chicken.