Easter and springtime is one of my favorite times of the year.  When I was a child, we would spend hours decorating our Easter eggs in hopes that the Easter bunny would like them.  One of my favorite memories – and one I still laugh about today – is the one where my younger brother and I walked down the stairs on Easter morning only to find that our standard poodle, Max, had gotten into our baskets filled with candy.  The chocolate was all over the carpet and pieces of candy wrappers were strewn throughout the house.  Upon seeing this my brother who was around four years old at that time…