Bum brush. I got a bum brush this week. Hoomin figured out he can dry me better when he brushes my bum while working the hair dryer.
Oh, you think that's cute? When was the last you got a bum brush? See?
All in all, that's all got to complain about this week.
Hoomin said he's been thinking a lot about me this week when at the tar pits. He said tar was extra, extra viscous and smelly. He said I kept him from throwing in the ladle. Action at a distance again.
Today, though, we have a full day ahead of us that's going to be filled with snurgles and head rubs!
- Mr. Bun