Good Evening, Everybun!
We only have a quick update tonight. The hoomin did so swell last week, he got to have some real coffee today! He says he feels like Willson! Right now, he's croaking on about his back somewhere, making impish noises, thinking he can get out of the bunn chores. That's all because he got up on the roof and hoped to patch some leaks. We don't know if he patched any - proper rain is still to come - but he hoped. Maybe he doesn't realize those are two different things?!
I let him have some proper coffee anyway.
My EBA with Gus is on hold right now. It's cloudy, and we're getting just enough drizzle to make things damp and soggy under the oak. Our next EBA window will be Tuesday.
Good night, and good luck,
PS: I sniffed around and looked for any traces of that "Mr. Spressos" nonsense and didn't find any. But, you know, that's like mold - hard to get rid of and liable to come back. Thump!