Crescent Moon and Venus
First dragonfly photo of the season
The spider saw its shadow. Does that mean six more weeks of spring?
Peonies
Spunk Art
Another peony
Sasha: “To break in the brown striped bag, or not break in the brown striped bag? That is the comfy question!”
She couldn’t resist
Marble
Spunk after a long night of killing his tail and ears and making Spunk Art.
Can you find the Big Dipper?
Venus and the moon
Stop Sunrise
Mama Dove on her third set of eggs.
Marble
Spunk
Silver
Spunk
Mother’s Day flowers two weeks after Mother’s Day. Laurie had too much school work to celebrate Mother’s Day.
Sunset
Double doves at dawn
iPad, iPad on the counter! Who’s the cutest in the clowder?
Marble
Spunk
Stormy Monday
We got a little rain
Marble making Loki wait in the cheese line.
Jake: “I pray, oh Lord, that the rain will stop long enough for these nails to take up my leash and lead me to Starbucks for a pupachino!”
Can’t go out a playin’ in the rainin’ so we gotta do a lot of layin’ on the bed and…
Our guard hummingbird is watching out for us despite the rain.
Spunk and Gwendolyn
Silver
Glenda
Glenda again
Spunk having sweet dreams
Dawn
Glenda Cat’s Up
Latest Spunk Art
Gwendolyn
Glenda
Marble
Gwendolyn
Spunk
Rio Grande at the old siphon.
Silver with cator mortis
Spunk
Loki
Marble
Sasha
Spunk & Glenda
Silver
Gwendolyn
Dusk
A cranky Calico because she’s not getting a treat.
A cozy place to read
Spunk with his tail
Night sky
Sliver Moon, Saturn (above the moon) and Venus (top right corner)
Marble peeking out to see if Twenty Twenty-five looks safe!
Jeez, you all! Twenty Twenty-five kinda looks the same as 2024!
Belafonte danced in celebration of Twenty-Twenty-five.
Silver: Twenty-twenty-five? I think I feel that way in kitty age!
Glenda: I thought it was Twenty Twenty-five & Six Two Four or something like that?
Jack Sparrow had something to say about Twenty Twenty-five, but he forgot what it was.
Spunk: It’s Twenty Twenty-five, and what do we all get? Another year older and a whole lot of crap!
Marble: Twenty Twenty-five seems sorta safe now that the poor old, pathetic, poopy patrol paparazzo and the other bipeds have eaten their black-eyed peas!
Jake: Twenty Twenty-five? Does that mean more T&A*?
*Treats & Attention.
Off Center & Not Even 