On the Wrong Foot

Interesting result

Jake tried to get me up at our normal walk time, which with the time change was 5:00 a.m. I told him to go back to bed. He had to wait until the afternoon to go on a walk because I had a lot to do in the morning and early afternoon. The afternoon was beautiful. We got in a three-mile walk. Surprisingly, we only saw a couple walking their dog and two cyclists for being such a beautiful afternoon. 

Silver, Glenda and Sasha stayed in bed longer than Spunk, Marble and I did. Spunk and Marble would have stayed in bed if I hadn’t gotten up.

I saw this Shelby Cobra on the way home from the store this morning. I can’t tell if it’s authentic, but it’s a great-looking car.

Spunk thinking about life, the universe, and everything after we got out of bed this morning.

Jake was seeing if the perpetual sneaker on the coyote that only coyotes, Jake, and I seem to walk on, would fit his right paw. He discovered that he got it on the wrong foot.

Almost got goosed by a couple of geese doing a close fly-by!

“What’s the password, Paparazzo? Sorry! ‘What? I don’t need no stinking password!’ is not the password. Ya wanna try again?”

Spunk

Hang Five

A silver-haired Sasquatch sand surfing on Scoopy

The silver-haired Sasquatch was hanging ten before he went for a weird balance to hang five. SHS and Scoopy were defying gravity.

Coyote: “That silver-haired Sasquatch is a weirdo!”

The cats don’t care about no stinking silver-haired Sasquatch sand surfing on Scoopy!

The sandias were orange tonight.

Sasquatch Sees the Sorry State of the Scoop Shovel

Twilight

His shadow waned with the moon
As Sasquatch surveyed changes from yesterday’s yawn
He pitied the sorry state of the scoop shovel
Alone and cold on unscoopable sand, cursed by old Jack Frost
A portal opened, and he walked through to the other side
To his land unknown by humans stuck in 3D
Leaving the scoop shovel to its fate
Meanwhile, Osric courted Nora
Hooting sweet nothings in her feathery ear
Time to work on this year’s brood
Love at twilight. Dawn blushed!

Marble: “Can I lick sweet nothings in your ear, Spunk?”

Black laced trees under a wintery sky

Through the looking glass, Sasha dreams of going down a rabbit hole

Light snow falls on the Sandias at dusk

Spunkstice

Dawn

Spunk feels the need to destroy as much as he can on Spunkstice — the shortest day of the year.

He also feels the need to sing…

🎶Deck the halls with Paprazzi
Meow meo meo meo meo, mow mow mow mow
Scratch his eyes, he won’t be jolly
Meow meo meo meo meo, mow mow mow mow
Bite his hand that holds the film rolls
Meow meo meo, meo meo meo, meow meow meow
Toll his screams of cattide carols
Meow meo meo meo meo, mow mow mow mow🎶

Marble

Gwendolyn and Loki

Glenda

Silver

Loki

Silver socked in on Spunkstice

Loki and Silver

Sasha

You can’t hide your kryptonite eyes
Your cute whisters are a thin disguise
I thought by now you’d realize
Theres no way to hide those kryptonite eyes

Silver

Sunset

Cranes at dusk