So we try wearing the hat outdoors,
in the 18" of snow that have fallen in the past few weeks . . .

. . . snuffling in the snow for wabbit scent . . .

. . . trying to shake off the FuddHat . . .

. . . not off completely, but getting there . . .

. . . a side view . . .

. . . and if she can't find a wabbit,
she can always find 'bunny beans'!

[As I am typing up this website, there IS a large wabbit eating birdseed under the feeder. I don't tell Daisy, or she'll want to go out again.]