It says online that these guys like apples, but he seems to prefer catfood, although sometimes blueberries are acceptable. In any case, he is now being encouraged to eat outside as his apparent need to utliize the closet for some kind of marsupial seizure at 3 AM is not helping me to a night's sleep (the cat, on the other hand, sleeps right through it).
They are slightly uncanny, like something from a Japanese ghost story, with the fathomless dark eyes in the pale face.
This was the scene yesterday at the corner of Jean and Santa Rosa. Regrettably, some sharp eyed person has already made off with this personal sauna, working condition unknown. The mosaic ball has gone back into my apartment.
My name is Susan Sanford. I pursue the arts in Northern California -Welcome to my free-associative visual journey . I don't do memes or accept awards or ads, but I frequently link to other bloggers if I see something delightful. All photographs and artwork here were made by me unless otherwise noted- please respect my copyright (this includes posting any images on facebook- my understanding is that they claim ownership of photos posted there).