The Last Dawn

Spunk: “Whatcha cookin’, Paparazzo? It smells like fine cooking.”
Paparazzo: “Black-eyed peas, for the New Year, of course! We cook them every year. Remember?”
Spunk: “If it doesn’t have catnip, mice, or squeezy treats, I flush it from my kitty memory banks!”

Marble: “Nope! I’m not looking at the camera, pesky paparazzo. Why don’t you photograph that spider on the ceiling instead of pestering me?”

Jake patiently waiting for more scraps of fine cooking

Spunk: “Hmmm! I think that spider on the ceiling would go well in the black-eye pees!”
Paparazzo: “They are Black-eyed peas, as in legumes.
Spunk: “As I was saying, Jake lifts his legume and pees on the beans, giving them black-eyes!”
Paparazzo” “You are beyond hope, Spunk!”

Glenda: “Is this pose adorable enough for you, pathetic Paparazzo with the cat habit?”

The last moon

Silver: “It’s a little sad to leave 2025 behind!”

The last dusk was feeling blue