Bun morning, Everybun!
The good news is we're doing well. Charlie's as vibrant as ever, and our hoomin marvels at our golden nugget deposits. When I say "vibrant," I mean it - you should see her run after cookies.
Charlie's portrait is off to a good start - the biped did the line work tracing on the canvas - under our strict supervision, of course.
I kept looking at the background and the tracing and wondered since the hydrogen in my body came from the Big Bang, which star made my Oxygen? Anybunny? Vega? Arcturus? Our own little, medium size main sequence star?
When my hoomin cradles me in his paws, and we walk up to a window at night, we look at the sky, and I wonder, "Where did all my O come from?" I feel like an orphan not knowing.
In other news, it's getting hotter and hotter here, and it's not even summer yet! So, we're going to draw the blinds and try to chill. I even invited the biped to stretch next to our bondo. We'll goof off and art later.
We'll keep you posted!
- Gus