Hellos, Everybunny!My hoomins are decompressing after a short Thanksgiving trip, and things are settling down again. Today, I'm exploring the middle flood of my three-story bundo. My hoomin thought the middle floor would be hard to get on, but I say, "Where there's Gus there's a way!"
I'm sneaking a peek at my hoomin through a slit in the cardboard and kinda feel bad for him. We're going into a post-cookie hibernation part of the day, and the sorry sod is moping that we're out of sight till the evening. I know he didn't get any pixes of this morning, and I won't let him sketch me either. He'll have to keep busy with that big painting of his. The piece is morphing into one of those "forever projects," so he knows he better step on it.
Oh well, he better be ready for us this evening.
We'll keep you posted!