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Nick nack baby Jack 🖤

This fine boi showed up at my house a little over a month ago with his 3 still-feral sisters. He made himself right at home. I’m still working on socializing his sisters and hope to find them homes.

Just feels pretty appropriate today.

This majestic little guy showed up with his very skittish siblings a few weeks ago. I built an insulated shelter for them and have been putting out kitten food and fresh water. This guy loves pets and playtime. I am in love with him but already have five cats. Still want to keep him. 😭

Made a new friend at the fair. This female eastern dobsonfly couldn’t fly and was doing her best to avoid fairgoers’ feet. I encouraged her to hitch a ride on my shoe so I could get her away from the walkway.

How Seymour Butts feels about Mondays.

Business Sid sends his best wishes.

My dad draped this tee shirt over a branch on a hot summer day a few years ago. He passed away in 2023. The tree is now growing over the shirt and it is fused there. It never, ever gets easier. I miss him so much.

Spending my day doing arts and crafts. 🖤

Teefs.

Their fellow ornj Seymour says hello back.

Recently I began calling Mortimer “Jellybones Jones.” My teenaged son said that it was short for Osteogelatinous Jonathan. I love the evolution of cat names.

Mr. Dr. Professor Seymour Herman Cosmo Butts, MD.

Is… is this a Chuck Tingle novel?

Then there’s little Miss Ellie here, deciding it’s time for me to be a bed instead of finding a way to work.

Seymour says Sundays are for lounging.

Sometimes one needs to make a tabarnak bead bracelet for oneself.