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| On a lighter, hopeful note, the backyard Polinator Patch is coming back to life with wildflowers. |
Bun evening, Everybun!
Charlie's bladder expression yesterday went well, though the tech did say a lot of stuff came out. Well, that's why we were there. Yes, "we," because yours truly went along for the ride for emotional support. Of course, somebunny tell me, please, how come I took the ride if I didn't buy the ticket? Did I buy the ticket? When? How?
At least we got a nice break from the hoomin for most of the day. And when he made it back, he doted on us like it was the end of days.
Other than that, we're a little overwhelmed with things to thump about. Let's pick just one: Melissa. We're very mindful of and grateful for being spared a direct hit by a hurricane this season. So far. Nothing even came close to the shores of La Florida. But it's too easy to empathise with the Caribbean islands, especially Jamaica. That Category 4 or 5 monstrosity of Melissa is going to menace the island for days before plowing through it. There's no way to escape it, nowhere to evacuate to. It could just as easily be us. We just got d*mned lucky.
How can bun overbun something like that? Sigh. We'll art tonight, I guess.
Good night and good luck!
- Gus