Dawn @14º F (-10º C)
Tycho Kitty
Glenda: “Wait a minute! Who is this Tycho Kitty character, anyway? He’s been casually photo bombing our posts, but now the frutive feline is showing up in ‘Artsy Fartsy’ photos! What’s up with that, Paparazzo?”
Tycho: “Your pesky paparazzo can’t resist clicking a cute kitty countenance. Maybe you should put him in rehab!”
Loki: “Thin ice my paw! What kind of pawpoorazzi, Tim foolery are you and Jake trying to pull on us?”
Paparazzo: “I see Jake and I can fool some kitties most of the time, but Loki kitty none of the time!”
Spunk holding down Gwendolyn and licking her head.
Gwendolyn and Loki
Except for night
Dawn
Spunk
Rainbow Geese
Dawn
One bean short of a full house
Our new recliner in the Library
Silver socked in again
Twilight
Jupiter and friends
Rainbow sun smiles on Christmas Eve
Families decorate their dead
Festive scenes of joy for those
Now ghosts of Christmas past
Who rejoice in silence over love
Shared by those who don’t forget
Loved ones who were, and will always be
In their thoughts, their hearts, their memories
Merry Christmas!
Dawn
Silver and the Gang
Actung! Paparazzo! Put down the phone and give me attention.
Admit it, pathetic paparazzo! I look great in silhouette, don’t I?
Holy Spunkamole! What is that thing? It looks like a cross between an elephant and a shark with a ram on the end of its trunk!
Spunk’s and my recent bedtime ritual is doing Spunkriature. Spunk bats at the camera, scratches, growls, and hisses, and then poses nicely for, for instance (il paparazzo has to be quick on the shutter), before he starts grooming himself, between resuming his attacks on il paparazzo for pestering him. Spunkriature is quite exciting and bloody dangerous.
Off Center & Not Even 