|Gus, "No, not a 'Disco Gus,' just 'Gus,' you hoomin, you!"|
|Espresso, "Whatever you're up to, either step up or stop it!"|
|Charlie, "Eh, green is the color every day and every night around here - a very fresh and juicy green."|
|Espresso, "Sometimes I pretend I'm in a newsroom, working on the Buntagon Papers."|
We're enjoying a quiet, cloudy, and cool day today. A big blob of rain is heading our way, and my hoomin hopes to get some work on the wall. No, not The Wall, just one of the walls of our humble burrow. I sayz to him, "Run Like Hell" anyway.
In other news, we're glad the week of the bun awful time change is behind up. The tar felt extra viscous at the pits.
So, we'll whirl around for more head rubs and treats when the rains roll in. Maybe we'll let him steal a few more moments in front of the lens. And if all goes well, we'll get some time working on the painting.
We'll keep you posted!
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