|Espresso, "Nope, no sir, you can't see me!"|
|Charlie, "Yes, of course, there will be consequences, you silly sod!"|
|Charlie, "And what about my resting bunn face?"|
|Charlie, "Oh, yes, sure, the V. E. T. is always so much fun, you dolt!"|
|Espresso, "And you still can't see me, can you!?"|
It's been one whacky week around here. My hoomin had to see his doctor for a follow-up; yesterday, Espresso had to follow up with the V. E. T. for sneezing, and I thumbed my nose at cookies. Yes, I made the hoomin soil his trousers, so I got a ride to the V. E. T. too. So, we are ready for an R and R, loafing and general decompression.
My hoomin promised to unwind and detox his head from tar pit fumes; hence there will be arting, loafing, and some study time. He's going to one of the open studio life drawing sessions he used to attend a life long, long ago. It will be like going back home - we'll find out if bun can.
We'll keep you posted!