
Early morning

Wild cloud with many images

Sunset

Pink cloud bites gray cloud

Dusk







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Shey’s Tree under pink
Belafante and Jake are staying with us this week while Tristan and her clan are out of town. Belafante is already feeling at home. The cats are not happy that we will have a dog in the house for a week.
Belafante doing a birdie version of monkey squats

Spunk
Belafante grooming the long-haired, redneck, Paparazzo’s beard.

Harvest Moon @ Pre-dawn


Double Dawg is our newest office dog. DD has a split personality, which makes him a bit psycho, but at least he doesn’t pee or barf on the carpet.


Cute Kitty Alert!
Bony Fingers Bob: “Can I take a break? My skull is full!”
I think your skull is full of phony bony boloney, Bob! Get back to working your bony fingers to the bone.
Frankenbony Weeny is another recent addition to our office dogs. He likes to play fetch.

Spunk’s latest work of art.

Sunset

“Keep your grubby hands off my box, you pathetic paparazzo!”
But you have too many boxes, Silver.
“Au contraire! Hapless hermaphrodite.”
Um, Silver, do you even know what a hermaphrodite is?
“Hermaphodities is the Greek Gato Goddess of Duopoly.”
Hmmm. Duopoly is an economic term, not a biological term, Silver.
“In Meowingistics, it means having it both ways.”
Where do you come up with this stuff?
“From the CAT-a-Log of Greek Gatoology.”
I’ve never seen you reading a catalog, Silver.
“That’s because you’re a blithering, blind bog dweller stuck in 3D. We cats can access all kinds of resources in our interdimensional Caterverse. You humans are hamstrung when it comes to thinking outside the kitty litter box. That’s why it was so easy to domesticate you humans over 10,000 years ago.”
That’s all very interesting, Silver, but it doesn’t change the fact that you have too many boxes.
“No! No! No! Keep your cranky, curmudgeonly claws off my box!”


Dusk

Pre-dawn

Dawn

“Work your fingers to the bone. What do you get? Bony fingers!” Hoyt Wayne Axton and Renee Eugenie Armand: https://youtu.be/7MBaGjVdaIk?si=Z-bMtpu1fyNUirYx
Staff are so hard to find these days. Vanessa dug up a skeleton for us—one benefit of having a graveyard down the road. While not the most productive staff, skeletons are good at mindless tasks.


Sasha showing her Greek Yogurt Goddess Eyes (thanks, Couriers).

Almost sunset