Bun evening, Everybun!
We're doing well, and Charlie is a loaf puddle - the tucks are out. But she jumps at any hint of Cilantro or Mint.
Sometimes, the biped will come around with a cookie while she's all stretched out and tries to tell her, "Oh, Charlie, you don't have to get up!" But deep down inside, we know that every time Charlie moves, Dr. Zellner cracks a smile.
Halloween and All Saints are such challenging days, so last night we arted, and we'll do the same tonight.
It doesn't matter how those pieces turn out, as long as the biped can catch us supervising, judging, or disapproving of the pieces. If we get anywhere near the frame, whether it's an art night or study night, he's as hoppy as a frog in rain.
We'll have all the candles lit for Spressy and all the bunns, and we'll make the best of our time together.
Good night and good luck!
- Gus
