The Bunday Evening Thumps

Good evening, Everybun!

We had a morning of panic. The canvas was turned upside down. There was a s sheet of vellum taped to the painting. We were trying to sketch in the ear with quick brushstrokes. All the lights were turned on in the room even though it was very bright outside. And the ear refused to come together. I took a break and went away to hide and loaf. My hoomin would have to handle it - now it was between him and the ear. There's just no amount of egging on from me that could turn it around.

The rest of the day went like this. The evening is still young, though, and there's still hope he'll give on the ear - maybe. But you can never tell with these things.

If he goes insane, I hope he'll remember to return and fix our dinners.

And then, to make things a little more desperate - I sneezed. Just a little "harrumph." But that's enough.

Goodnight, and good luck!
- Espresso