I’ve gotta believe there really is someone for everyone.
An Edith for every Archie. A Jack for every Rose. A pea for every carrot. An AwesomeAdopter for every timid, kooky, quirky cat.
I’ve gotta believe there really is someone for everyone.
An Edith for every Archie. A Jack for every Rose. A pea for every carrot. An AwesomeAdopter for every timid, kooky, quirky cat.
If you have even the faintest idea what a “gmork” is, you just earned 100,000,000,000,000 bonus brownie points.
And if you have even the faintest idea what a “gmork” is, you know that no cat, anywhere, has anything in common with one.
When it comes to meows, loud is impressive. Loud is good. Loud is Green Day. Loud is Hawkeye.
But it takes something more than volume to anchor an epic anthem. Think Bach. Think Pink Floyd. Think Neil Diamond. Think…Russell.
I wish, with all my heart, that I did not have to write this post.
Our beloved Lily has left this world.
I’ve always liked the expression “he swears like a longshoreman.”
My liking hasn’t been tempered by the fact that I rarely swear and have never met any longshoremen. Or at least, I didn’t until Burdock came along.
The Royal Wedding: a big deal.
The hats worn at the Royal Wedding: an even bigger deal.
But true royalty? For that, you’ll have to come to the great metropolis of Ringoes, NJ.