The Bunday Evening Thumps

Gus

Charlie and Gus

Bun evening, Everybun!

Let me ask you - can you jump higher than your butt? I'm serious. I can't. No matter how hard I try. It's always there; can't outrun it; can't nothing. Now - let's not get into word splitting - send a clip instead. And hold that thought.

We're doing well, and Charlie lives up to her nickname, "Zoomer" - runs around after cookies like a new bunn.

We had our usual morning frenzy of chasing after teats and noming of apple twigs. And let me tell you, when the hoomin is desperate for a pose or two, that's the best time to take him for all the cookies he's got! And then, right before slinking away for a nap, we got into a discussion about how bacteria poison and eat their resources (https://www.science.org/doi/10.1126/science.ady7008)! 

Do you recall how we whined yesterday about the world getting nuttier by the minute? It all makes sense now. See - you can't jump higher than your butt. Hoomins are not yet ready to better their surrounding bacteria - that's all. Maybe they will someday, but I wouldn't hold my breath - hoomin are not perfect, they're not bunnies.

Thank Bun, the day is still young, though. When the napping and loafing are done, we'll shake down the sorry sod for more treats. He's defenseless when he's arting. And there's gonna be a lot of that tonight.

Good night and good luck!
- Gus

P.S.: At this point, changes to Charlie's portrait will be incremental and sometimes hard to pick up. We'll show off something next weekend.