The moon and Jupiter were close last night.

It drained all the energy from Spunk’s tail to stand by the cat door the night before last. He had to charge his tail again last night.

The moon shining through the window at 4:00 in the morning

We got a pair of pink tarantulas to send to Tristan for Valentine’s Day.

The big tarantula is really big and cuddly

Spunk was helping with boxing the tarantulas and weighing the package so I could create a shipping label.

You’re knocking it over, and you’re going to squish Belafante!

“I squished Belefonte? Now, way, Ese! You’re pulling my tail!”

“You couldn’t have done it without my help!”

“Come on, Paparazzo and Silver! Let me have a break after packing those tarantulas!”

Crane tracks. Cluck! Cluck!

Daddy Owl in the tree just south of our deck.