Beware. Jumper kitties are vicious creatures. They do lots of hissing and throw menacing looks at people when you walk by. Justice was a jumper kitty this night.
This was from this summer and for some reason it took me a long time to ink--maybe I lost it for awhile or something. But it was such a typical day in Stuart, walking around the yard with Grandpa, checking out the citrus, looking for lizards...
This was in the spring when James was taking his karate classes, after having watched The Karate Kid for movie night. He's not going to karate anymore, since the Sensei started using our credit card like an ATM machine.
That's Justice dressed as a dragon and Anya as a princess, wondering where the sparkle shoes are. When Jupiter found out that Justice had a playdate with Anya while Jupiter was away at kindergarten, there was a lot of punishment meted out.
Luckily, when James first bought the werewolf, last Halloween, (with his own money) he decided to buy two werewolves. Just in case one got lost. As for Jupiter, she's getting herself in ready for kindergarten with a little roll playing.
Grandpa also drove us to the John Muir woods. At first I thought I wouldn't be able to join them, because of my crutches, but then we realized James could push me in a wheelchair. He loved it, and so did I.
Grandpa James came to save us from the housebound boredom of Mama's broken leg, and took us to Lake Tahoe and Yosemite. Here Justice just got her bum wet in the water. She's not happy about it and is about to climb over that rock and strip down to her underwear.