Espresso, Charlie, and Gus Update

Espresso

Charlie and Espresso

Espresso

Hellos, Everybunny!

First things first - I'm doing well, and so is the fluffle. I'll sneeze, the hoomin will nebulize me, and I'll have a good night and day afterward. There's no rhyme to this anymore. There might be a reason - we may never know. Thump! The V. E. T. will call back and talk with my hoomin - I can hear all that, of course - and the sneezer polka goes on.

My hoomin had a rough week in the burrow, though. He had the bi-weekly blood test, and the hematocrit count was over the threshold again. He had really hoped for better numbers this time and to go more than a month without giving up a pint of crimson. Then he found out what the hospital bills for that bloodletting.

And there's nothing I can do for him. Sure, I let him rub my head and brush me - I even pretend I like it. Or I run out to the kitchen, where I'm not supposed to be, to check on stuff, see how the painting's going. But other than that?

Another storm has passed, the temps are dropping, and it's gorgeous outside. It should make for a great, long weekend and a good time to process stuff and push that painting.

We'll keep you posted!
- Espresso