The Bunday Evening Thumps

Espresso, "Everything's fine."

Gus, "You coveting my girlfriend - again!?"

Espresso, "What's the fuss all about?"

Good evening, Everybunny!

I'm back to my good old mean and murderizing self. I have to harass the hoomin for every cookie crumb. As if cookies aren't food or something.

The good news is we all got some decent sleep last night, and chillaxing protocols are still in place. Only the most important things get done today: extra head rubs, for example. Restocking the greens, more head rubs, cuddles, papaya enzyme nomes, loafing, stretching. Things like that.

We can all unwind a bit for the first time in a couple of weeks.

And my arthritis? Eh, not slowing me yet. But I'll keep you posted.

Good night, and good luck!
- Espresso