Spunk is rather proud of himself and his Spunku about barking spiders. One thing that’s different about a Spunku is that it rhymes.
Oh my what delight
Spiders barking in the night
Holding sheets down tight
Jumping Spider
Wild clouds at sunrise
Søren: “Hahahaha! A barking spider? Right! It needs ‘more cowbell’ stupid cat!”
Owl
Sunset
Søren. I know you tell the cats to “STOP” all the time and they don’t listen to you. What makes you think they can read?
Silver caught Cator Mortis from Loki. Glenda is the black cat in the foreground in the middle picture.
Sky views
Moon at sunset
Caw of the wild. I think this is a whiny juvenile crow.
These flowers grow from bulbs. They are like a cross between a Shasta Daisy and a sunflower.
A fine end to the day
I believe this is a juvenile Flycatcher.
Beaker, our Gold Cap Conure who we have had for 29 years.
Crow
Søren, our African Gray who is 13 years old.
Birds, cat, Tse Tse Flies, a bridge, flowers and roses at: http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2016/6/stop-listen-to-the-bird
Søren and Beaker at http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2016/2/one-for-the-birds
I photographed all the animals Christmas Eve, trying to get them to have a “Merry Christmas” look about them. The birds and Spunk were more than willing participants, Diné was okay with it as long as she didn’t have to get off the heater vent under the bed, but Rosencrantz and Guldenstern took quite a bit of coaxing. Blue, the Boa, opted out because she is getting ready to shed — she has milky-blue eyes and she’s a bit cranky — it’s best to leave a 7 foot long boa constrictor alone when she doesn’t want to be photographed.
Off Center & Not Even 