Whilst drinking her morning coffee, Grandma Cottontail was reading through her favourite baking magazine.
"Baking! What an excellent idea," Grandma Cottontail thought to herself.
"Hello Primrose my dear, would you like to bake some biscuits?" Grandma Cottontail asked.
"Ooh yes please, my favourite!" Primrose beamed.
"Could you whisk the eggs Primrose dear? My elbows are very stiff nowadays!" Asked Grandma Cottontail.
"Of course Grandma!" Primrose laughed, as she picked up a fork.
After a lot of giggles and messy flour, they put the biscuits in the oven to cook.
"These smell delicious!" Grandma Cottontail said, getting them out of the oven.
"And they look like they'll taste delicious too.." Primrose put her paw out to take one.
"No not yet my dear! You'll fry your whiskers if you eat that! Let them cool down first," Exclaimed Grandma Cottontail. Primrose grumbled to herself before finally agreeing she did quite like her whiskers the way they were already.
Finally the biscuits had cooled down, and Primrose helped her Grandma arrange them on one of her best plates.
"Hmm," Wondered Grandma Cottontail. "I wonder who else would like one of these biscuits..."
