|Espresso, "Less pellets, eh? We'll see about that, hoomin!"|
|Gus, "What did you do with all the kale?"|
So my hoomin cuts down on my pellets, 'cause the V. E. T. said so. What kind of nonsense is that? Now I have to make do with those hay cubes. I mean they are OK - but they are no pellets!
Anyway, my hoomin and I are going to refine our morning routine a bit. He said he's going to read to me in the morning instead of looking at that stupid phone until his coffea kicks in. Good idea! Throw that thing wherever you drop your pellets, hoomin!
Gus and Charlie are not very hoppy about getting less kale either. Thump! Nobunny like a routine shake-up. Well, the new pineapple snacks are supper yammeh, but, you know, we won't talk about that.
We'll keep you posted,