The Bunday Evening Thumps

Gus, "Don't believe anything Spressy sayz; he's just a lying, thieving, Murderizer. He's not a good, borrowing artist, not a great, thieving artist, just the murderizing kind.

Espresso, "Nice try with the snacks."

Espresso, "I dunno, hoomin, I just dunno."

Espresso, "We still ways from home, ain't we, hoomin?"

"Espresso in the morning", acrylic, pixels, and disapproval.

Good evening, Everybun!

It's my first day without nose drops, and it's going well - so far. Keep your paws and fingers crossed. I finally had to check on my scribe and his progress with the assignment. You know, when he did such a good job painting the wall a few times, I thought maybe he could do a job for me. That "Graham Cracker and Mel" painting. Yeah - the hoomin is just my "canvas hand." Nothing more. 

I'm disappointed, of course. I thought we would be further along. When I showed up for the inspection, he tried to bribe me with cookies - the laggard. Thank Bun we're not even halfway through the long weekend, so maybe we can push it along some more.

Good night and good luck!
- Espresso