|Espresso, "He knows that I know my bundo sits under a bookshelf! I live in a library!"|
|Charlie, pure luck, and a touch of ambient light.|
Today I had a bunderful morning with my hoomin. Who cares about anything else. I got all the head rubs I could stand and then some. There were plenty of cookies, too.
Then Charlie came over to hang out, and we'll snorgle until the evening.
Speaking of evenings, I had a bunderful Thursday evening hour of loafing with my hoomin. He was on a long Zoom call with a few friends, and we just sat there staring at bun another. I even let him have a go at my disapproval with pen and sketchpad. He loved it and said that it always turns out better when he draws me with his non-dominant hand. Go figure.
We'll keep you posted,