Hellos, Everybun!
It's been a quiet week in our burrow. I'm starting to feel maybe we should name it something—you know, that burrow of ours—a "Disapproving Burrow" or something. Thus, I could tell you, "Well, it's been a quiet week in Disapproving Burrow."
Today, we hope to get a prescription for new nose drops for Spressy. We need to switch things up a bit. That's the extent of our plans for the weekend, though. We'll deal with other stuff as it rolls in. All in all, we're just waiting for Spressy's rhinoscopy. Everything else feels like something to be gotten through.
My hoomin will push hard to finish the few little paintings he started last week, so there will be a metric thump of arting going on. And all the pictures he took at the rescue last Sunday still need processing. I don't get it, but he quips about loving the smell of acrylics and oils first thing in the morning.
We'll keep you posted!
- Gus
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