




Rudolf working with a skeleton crew!
How Jake sees cats

What! Jake thinks cats are crazy? I don’t know what he’s thinking.

I think you’re exaggerating, Jake!

Merry Christmas!
Since we’ve adopted Jake, I spend a lot of time carrying little green bags of dog poop around with me when we are out on walks. The old song “Little Green Bag” by the Dutch band George Baker Selection came to mind one day, so I wrote parody lyrics about those little green bags of dog poop. I recorded the parody, and Jake and I made the above music video.

Silver: “It’s your own fault for adopting a dog. Pathetic poopy paparazzo!”

Gwendolyn: “Whoa! You really pick up that crap? At least with us kitties, you use a slotted scoop to clean the kitty litter.”

Spunk: “Well, pathetic poopy paparazzo. Your doggedness has done you in!”

While I’m off work for the holidays, Jake misses his ride to and from the office every day. He goes outside and sits by my car, waiting to go to work. When we don’t go to the office, he acts disappointed, so I’ve started taking Jake for a ride in the car every day while I’m on vacation. Today we came across a cluck of cranes.


Spunk playing with his ears


Marble playing with Gwendolyn’s tail




The frumpy man in his running cap, Laurie thinks he looks like a freak. Jake after our morning run. He had a hard time keeping up at a 10-minute-per-mile pace.

Silver, Spunk, Gwendolyn, Glenda, Bunny and Sheep.


Loki Dragon


Spunk’s latest Tail and Ears art


Sunset

Tangle Heart Tree and Venus

Jupiter and Kiss Flying-V over Resa’s Tree




…and birdie. Belafonte getting his morning buzz!

Spunk needed coffee

Marble was wired

Loki enjoying a caffeine buzz
A different view

Gwendolyn, a classic caffeinated kitty

Silver doesn’t need any stinking caffeine!

Sasha caught licking coffee off her paw.

Glenda and the bunny are alert after their morning coffee

Sunset

Pre-dawn

Sasha: “Marble looks scary like a Grinch!”
Marble: “Ill sicko pathetic, poo-brained paparazzo is bothering me again!”

“Say your prayers pathetic, poopy, pee-brained paparazzo, and prepare to die!”

If you kill il paparazzo, who will feed you?

“Hmmm? Aah! Good point. Ill paparazzo squeaked by by the old gray hair on his chinny-chin-chin this time!”

“Watch your back, PAPARAZZO!”
Loki: “You’re a mean one Marble Grinch!”

Dusk

Loki: “Well, guys! It’s looking like dèjá pathetic paparazzo poo all over again!” Marble: “Yeah! Another SNAFU by that sorry sack of socially challenged, senile sheep sheddings!” Silver: “I can’t bear to look!”

Marble: “Dibs! I got it first this time, Loki. Back off!”

Loki: “Dang! I’m getting as slow as that suffering sack of senile soap suds snaping the shutter!”



Spunk

Ghost lace trees