Temptations held tight
Bound with the adversary
Cats love Temptations
Loki: “I fell into a big bowl of Temptations!” I looked down down down…”
Spunk: “I glove Temptations!”
Sweet Temptations are made for these.
Once tempted
Controlling Temptations
Category: Silver
Asleep At The Wheel
Sunrise through Resa’s Tree
Sunrise on the Lonsome Sunflower
Spunk asleep at the wheel.
Good Old Beaker. According to the bird age calculator, Beaker is 155 years old in human years.
I stood up for a second, and Marble appeared in my chair.
Cheese line waiting for Loki to finish. Loki thought it was lip-licking good.
Spunk gloving
Sunset
Cheetah in the clouds
Like Magic
Dawn
Lounging on the floor… As the paparazzo snaps… Stretch a photo op
Loki: “Abracadabra, fiddle and yawn…”
“Holy crap! My legs are gone!”
Holy Pholage
Remnants of a thunderstorm that hammered us with 0.41 inches of rain in 30 minutes yesterday afternoon. So far we have received 0.82 inches of rain this July. That is exactly 0.82 inches more rain than we got last July.
Sunday’s Sunrise
Holy Pholage of Silver and Sasha. “100% Guaranteed Performance”
Lonesome Sunflower
Glenda
Sunset
Sunset in the Rain
While cat watched a mouse
Clouds gathered rolling thunder
Sunset in the rain
Social Disease
Social Disease is on Elton John’s Yellow Brick Road album, released in 1973. While I never drank, smoked, or did illegal drugs when I was a teenager (and still don’t), I loved Social Disease because I could relate to it as my peers thought I was a weirdo. Many teachers and principals told my mom I would grow up to be a no-good-for-nothing social disease. I never rebelled against my parents. I didn’t need to. They left me alone to take care of the animals and the house and irrigate the property through my teen years. But I rebelled against authority and public school. I hated both with a passion.
Loki: “Reach out and touch someone with a social disease!”
Breast Cancer Rose
Marble: “Where’s the cheez?” Loki: “Concetrate hard!” Silver; “¡Milagro!”
Line of cats
Thunderstorm
In A V
Sliver Moon in a V.
Spider Lily
Cheese line
Bloody knife
Clouds at noon
Looking south
Birds on wires
I Can See Clearly Now…
Well? I thought I could!
We left the house at 6:00 am this morning. A surgeon removed both cataracts from my eyes. We got back home at 10:00 am.
Paparazzo: “Ah! That’s Better! Silver is crystal clear now.” Silver: “No, it isn’t! You’re making me look mean! Are you still blind, or what? Stupid Paparrazo!”
I had to make like ZZ Top and get a pair of cheap sunglasses. Laurie thinks Silver and I look alike.
I shared my coffee with Cthulhu while I was recovering.
I felt something weird, and there they were. The nurse forgot to take off the monitor pads.
Spunk looked handsome as he kept an eye on me while I recovered.
Surreal, Silver!
The cheese line
Crab Spider on the Spider Lily
We Bought And Killed A Stairway To Heaven
A pot full of name tags from all our roses that have died over the years, mainly due to late hard frosts.
Spunk meditating on a landing from a stairway to Heaven.
Gwendolyn: “What are you talking about, stupid Paparazzo? I just climbed a stairway to Heaven to get here! 🤬!” Sasha: “And I just climbed a stairway to purgatory to get here. 🤪!”
I wonder how many other people have bought and killed a Stairway To Heaven? It’s a gripping, dripping question.
Gwendolyn: “I think I see a stairway to Heaven through the microwave glass!”
Silly Silver and Spunk: “No comment!”
Sasha meditating on a question about electrolytes and hydration needed to climb a stairway to Heaven.
Off Center & Not Even 