
Phoebe stole my rose quartz.

This piece of a geode sits on my desk because it was a gift from my sister.

Disney nonsense in my backyard this morning.

This is a cat checkpoint. Please relinquish your most recent cat picture on your device.

Phoebe (wondering why I'm taking her picture and not patting her).


Awww, Basil looks like my little girl!

Quote with a photo of you from the 1980s.

An action shot of Phoebe's dramatically tiger-striped arms.

Got a raptor? Share a raptor! Immature red-shouldered hawk in my backyard.

Bluesky now has over 10 million users, and I was #1,014,098!

I just noticed that Phoebe is so sound asleep here (on me) that her mouth is open a bit.

Also here is a v smol snek.

I love that these guys always seem to be willing to consider that you might actually be lunch.

Phoebe was BUSY, but if you say so

Reminds me of when the Trick-or-Treaters stopped ringing the doorbelll...

Phoebe is dismayed that we were actually GONE, and yet I was not patting her:

This creature has now lived with me for a full week: