Buhhhh...

This morning I wasl all full of steam, making things and cleaning up and getting packing tape off the Bunneh. (Shamu's invented a new game--he rips the packing tape off one of my cardboard boxes of art supplies and gets it stuck on his front. Then he protests and wiggles when I take it off. Then he hops off and tries to find more tape to play with. I am hiding my taped-up boxes in self-defense...)

Maybe this has tired me more than you think it would. Maybe it was the nice slug of chocolate malted I had with my lunch. But now I'm running down like a beat-up 8-track with the batteries running low...on the couch...unconsciousness fast approaching...

Buhhhhhhh...
*drools on shirt*