|You sure took your time this morning, hoomin!|
Latte and I are doing better. We quit fighting, and we're best buds again. Our hoomin keeps the door to the art room open and lets the strange smells mingle. That strange bunneh we keep smelling must still be there! Latte tried to take a bit out of her the other day. Right through the pet gate. Well, the hoomins covered up all the gaps so now we just smell her.
We'll keep you posted.