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| Gus, "this one will get painted, eh?" |
Hellos, Everybunny!
The day feels eerily quiet and slow. We're doing well and have no surprises to report. Charlie's appointment went well, and the doctor had nothing to report either. Charlie is mostly tucks-out. At least her gizzard is doing really well.
For my hoomin, it's been one of those weeks Bun wants to forget, though. The good news is, we are here; we have a good old day on our paws and Bun willing, we should have a good night of arting.
We did pretty last evening too. There were treats, and snackers, head rubs, loafing and a bit of arting.
And for something completely different, reports are popping up this morning about something, maybe, nobunny knows, stuff brewing in the eastern Atlantic. I think we're going to sleep on it for now.
Now we turn a few degrees again. Charlie's been tossing the water bowls the last few days. What gives? Not enough, too much, or the wrong kinda gin the hoomin's been using!? Is another flogging in order?
We'll keep you posted!
- Gus
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