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| Gus, "Wow, karma got you good, hoomin, wow! Yeah - that's good, that's good!" |
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| Charlie, "They didn't give you a bum baf, hoomin? That's too bad." |
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| Espresso, "So, how many drops dropped from the iv, hoomin? Did you count? Or are you not the kind that counts?" |
Greetings, Everybunny!
The short week got weirder and - I can't tell if it got shorter or longer for my hoomin? He ended up going to the ER on Thursday, got admitted to a hospital, and didn't get out until today. So is that a "vacation" time because he's not at the tar pits? Or is it something else? Or what is it? I mean, the guy had no choice but to loaf and count the drops of the blood thinner go in. Good.
I don't know - am I supposed to feel sorry for him?
Neh.
In other lousy news, my buddy, the great murderist, Spressy, already had a couple of sneezing fits on Thursday. Thump!
So that's the kinda week we had around here. Besides that, we're well - eating, pooping, and disapproving.
We'll keep you posted!
- Gus
2 comments:
Sorry to hear about the hoomin. Take better care of him bunnehs! (Hope he is doing okay now.)
I know that your human has dealt with health problems for a while and I am sorry to hear there was a bit of a crisis, 'tho if you are honest with your bun selves, you'll have to admit that this human is better than most and probably didn't really deserve it.
Not that you approve! Of course not! Just a grudging appreciation for the daily salads.
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