Good Evening, Everybun!
We'll keep it short tonight because our hoomin started to feel ill last night. Relax, he can smell, his throat feels OK, doesn't cough or sneeze. But his temp is elevated. It's not constant, either. Angie feels fine, Charlie eats, Espresso is snoozing, and I swear I'm up to no good.
Hoomin popped the Z-Pack when the temp hit a hundred. Of course, he says we'll work the problem, and we'll Krantz it in the end. Well, it doesn't hurt to have the right story to keep bun's spirits up, does it?
This is Gus, reporting for Espresso, wishing you a Good Night and Good Luck!
PS: You know what else keeps the spirit up? Disapproval, yes, disapproval. Shoot us over some disapproval if you hadn't yet.