Respect the jumping spider. She can see the moon.
Spiders have cute paw feet! And for a real treat, look up Peacock Spider. He looks like he’s dressed for a pride parade!
I put a harness on my cat Remy and he jumped about a foot in the air, claws out and teeth bared and whirled around like a Ninja throwing star. I backed off until he exhausted himself and then carefully removed the harness and put it up, never to be used again.
I was wondering what that was. A spider ring makes perfect sense! Good call!
BCN is the first thing I look at when I get up in the morning so I hadn’t run into all the Space Force commentary. And on a sort of related note, it seems like a lot of us here are older and I’m wondering if I’m the only one who’s annoyed that death, whenever it happens, means missing six weeks of completed dailies and two Sunday strips and there doesn’t seem to be any way around it. Heck.
Courage! I was 63 when I had to file bankruptcy and had the same feelings of bottomless fear and exciting freedom. What saved me was that I had marketable skills and a friend recommended looking at usajobs.com and seeing what government jobs were open that I might be suited for. It turned out to be a fantastic adventure and one I look back on happily, even if the start was rocky. I had 13 cats in tow at the time, too!
OO, space camo would probably be dark with lots of little stars! Not unlike winter pajamas.
Cat justice probably is its own thing. They don’t seem to follow Napoleonic Code. Food parity is important, and real estate law probably covers a lot about marking. I think what we’re seeing here, sitting near each other with eyes shut, might be Blinding Arbitration.
One of my friend’s sons when he was a toddler would say “See if ya ever!” when wronged. It sounds like a pretty good threat.
When I had transgressed my grandfather would put me on his lap and stare at me and say “Watch closely and you’ll see smoke come out my eyes!” Pretty much the Elvis technique.