Bun evening, Everybun!
Apple twigs and coffee. That's what we had first thing in the morning with our hoomin. I said, "Here, have an apple twig." But the hoomin declined and said his tooth ain't what it used to be. "Fine, have your coffee, but keep it away from me," I said.
This is us still adjusting to the change in our diet. We're doing fine, but it's the hoomin that's still trying to get used to it.
And so we squeezed all we could from the morning and bun another. Extraaaa treats from the biped and extra poses from us.
Everybunny enjoyed a lazy, no-news Bun Day of Summer. Arting resumed in the afternoon. That's when Charlie's big sigh came because it's been hard to tell where the hoomin going with her portrait. Beginnings can be rough and can take a lot out of you. It's probably too early to judge; something is happening, and if all goes well, maybe he'll pull it out of a ditch yet.
Good night and good luck!
- Gus
