Charlie, "Would love to tell you off, but my mouf is full. Gimme a sec." |
Gus, "Really? Something fell out of my mouf?" |
Espresso, "And what's the matter with you now? Why would you get up if you don't have to!?" |
Greetings, Everybunny!
Our crew is doing well, and everybunny's healthy. My hoomin is fretting about the hybrid battery in the car acting up. We won't know what's wrong with it until M*nd*y, so we'll just try to ignore it for now and hop everywhere. You, like in the old days.
On a brighter note, we're looking at another cloudy, groovy weekend. And this time, nothing will clear up overnight. We need the rains, and any good soaking without a hurricane is welcomed.
In the meantime, we'll try to figure out if Finneas needs another crewmember on his mission. All best practices dictate that he shouldn't go alone if it can be helped.
We'll keep you posted,
- Charlie
2 comments:
Beautiful pictures of Charlie, Gus and 'espresso
Emerson thinks it’s more than best. It is bestest. He also so hopes the news about the battery will be good or gooder or goodest, too.
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