|We shall overbun!|
The hoomins are trying something new to bring about a bit of civility to Espresso, and I get along. We all hang out in the living room with a pen divider. I hang out with Charlie during the day, and Espresso hangs out with her at night. We've had a week of this and everybunny is cautiously optimistic.
And this here is an occluded bun storm of disapproval. It occurs when one mass of cool disapproval catches up and overtakes a warmer mass of disapproval. The two masses wrap around bun another and groom their backs. They can go like that for a quite a while. Our hoomin says it warms his gizzard to no end to see us being so affectionate. Especially during a week like the last one, when the tar at the pits turned vicious, vile and viscous.
We'll keep you posted,