Good Evening, Every Bun!
Our hoomin tried to do something nice for us today, but his timing seemed to be way off. The "before dinner" snack was great, but we weren't ready for it. It was just too early. The shredded cawwot though, the cawwot was great! Straight from the cawwot patch in the front yard.
Maybe the hoomin is having a hard time because he's going to finish tonight one of those required readings, a thick and dry FAA publication. He's been book-worming all day.
And in other news, Charlie enjoys the bunfest bundo of ours. She likes to hide in it, loaf on top of it, and run through it.
Sigh... I think we'll go back to chillaxing before the proper dinner saaaalad arrives.
We'll keep you posted,