|Gus, "You know what you're problem is? You're thinkin'."|
|Espresso, "I'm busy - talk to the Shadow."|
|Charlie, "So, you're gonna like get special cookies for that or something?"|
|Gus, "What do you mean, 'They put you out?' You didn't SCREAM and howl!?"|
Hellos, Everybunny!It's been a quiet week in the disapproving Burrow. The important part is my murderizer friend, Spressy, is still doing well. The hoomin set up for him yet another type of bin. Spressy doesn't mind it - it's even big enough to accommodate him and my floozy girlfriend. The best part is the bin doesn't require any filler.
In other news, listening to everything your hoomins think sounds fun until you try it. Take that bone marrow biopsy my hoomin had on Wednesday. There wasn't much to it physically - post-op pain and discomfort were minimal.
But, oh boy - listening to the silent pacing back and forth and waiting for somebun to say "blood cancer" to his mug really takes it out of me.
That's why I have to nap so much during the day. It's the only way I can get a break from the crazy. Anyway, in a couple of weeks, I'll have an update on the fallout from that biopsy.
We'll keep you posted!