Hoppy Labour Day from Sadie

Sadie

Sadie, "Cookies? Neh; I don't know anything about cookies. Gus can haz 'em."

Greetings, Everybun!

I took up residence in this new, maybe temporary, maybe permanent home. It takes a toll on ya to bounce around homes like this, especially after you lose a husbun. I have a feeling everybun here takes it one day at a time. So we'll see what happens.

I share a room with a couple of buns, Charlie and Gus. That Gus feller is nice enough. I think I can make good friends with him. Charlie, on the other paw, has a real attitude problem. Or she needs a lot of exercises because she's been running up a down the perimeter of my x-pen for two nights now. The good news is she seems to be getting petered out.

Today Charlie went to hang out with some bun called "Espresso." I hear that's the one that taught her all those bad manners. It's nice and quiet now, and I've been running zoomies and trying binkies!

And that hoomin that sat with me in the x-pen this morning? He smells familiar. Maybe I've met him before at a "meet-and-greet" or something. What a small and strange world it is sometimes.

I try to honor this day by loafing extra hard. I have a big, loaf-perfect hay bin and a small, personal bundo that's just right for me.

We'll keep you posted
- Sadie