Good Evening, Everybun.
We are in the middle of Florida's proper winter day. We get one of those once, maybe twice a year. When BunnyButt Friday rolls around in a few, we'll be back to a full Summer schedule again. Probably.
I've been hanging out with my hoomins a lot. One of them thinks I'm a bit moody, a little temperamental and that's why we get along so well. Oh, you think I should jump and have the salaaaad right now? I'll have the salaaaad when I thumping feel like it. First, I'll have some cardboard or hay. Is that OK? Thump you very much!
I heard the rumors about Storm, and you know what? She would probably leave me anyway and go hang out with Gus and Charlie. The three would bond just because they could. Eh, maybe the groovy, gloomy weather is getting to me.
Lately, I'm getting in the habit of snorgling up to my hoomin during his sitting time at night. I nestle up next to his leg; he starts to administer head rubs and back rubs, and off we go blissin' out. A night ago I fell asleep like that.
We'll keep you posted,