Oh, baby, baby, how were we supposed to know?
It’s no secret that she’s not that innocent, but , still, we never expected Brittany to return to Tabby’s Place.
Oh, baby, baby, how were we supposed to know?
It’s no secret that she’s not that innocent, but , still, we never expected Brittany to return to Tabby’s Place.
This little gray girl has a tale of woe befitting a blues singer.
But, like the gospel singer for whom she’s named, Mahalia still lives her life with a song to sing and a joyful spirit. And, at every step of her perilous journey, there’s been a guardian angel or ten easing her along to where she’s meant to be.
Welcome to Tabby’s Place, may I take your order?
You’re looking for Angelina? Sorry, no can do. Angelina’s not at this pizzeria anymore. She’s moved on to La Trattoria di Forever Home.
I would most definitely eat antipasto twice just because she is so nice: Angelina. And, the way she swoons for her dry food, Angelina would certainly be content with a regular gig at the pizzeria.
But for now, our zaftig love-bug remains, inexplicably, in Suite A.