Archive: September, 2017
September 28th, 2017 [1 Comment]

Alumble tumble

by Angela

To be loved for who we are — this is what we long for, live for, were put on this earth to taste.

Sometimes, though, we have to stomach counterfeit love before the real thing locks into place. Continue reading » » »

September 27th, 2017 [1 Comment]

Tara Talk guest post: Neighbor nuttery

by Angela

“Playing well with others” isn’t everyone’s core competency. Ain’t nothin’ wrong with that.

But, in the case of one Simba Rosenberg, there’s one way to strengthen those social muscles: surround yourself with a slew of new neighbors. Tara tells the tale today. – A.H.

Continue reading » » »

September 21st, 2017 [1 Comment]

Guest post: Boot laces intertwined insep’rably

by Angela

Editrix’s note: nothing I could possibly write could add to the beauty of this update. Special thanks to Tabby’s Place volunteer/adopter/extraordinary human bean Karin, Boots‘ longtime Special Needs correspondent, for penning this triumphant farewell. — A.H. Continue reading » » »

September 20th, 2017 [3 Comments]

Jingles all the way

by Angela

I never quite understood the phenomenon of Christmas in July.

If you’re really into Christmas, why not keep it rolling all year long? Continue reading » » »

September 15th, 2017 [2 Comments]

Wouldn’t it be Lovey?

by Angela

It’s Hungry Ghost Month in the Chinese lunar calendar.

It’s Hungry Ghost Millennium in the Tabby’s Place Lounge. Continue reading » » »

September 13th, 2017 [1 Comment]

Old pharts

by Angela

In the immortal words of They Might Be Giants, you’re older than you’ve ever been, and now you’re even older.

And now you’re even older.
And now you’re even older. Continue reading » » »