Here’s a confession: sometimes human beans can be selfish. Including this human bean.
I had hoped that we’d get to enjoy the pure, unadulterated bliss of seeing all seven Greek kittens romp together in the lobby. But, in order for that to happen, the kittens couldn’t find their forever homes during their stint in Quarantine…and, yes, a wee, wicked little part of me hoped they wouldn’t.
I’m happy to report that I did not get my selfish wish.
Little Dave has no trouble making friends wherever he goes.
As many of you know, Dave has been my foster son and traveling companion since October. Dave is always ready to climb into his heated cat carrier with the cozy fleece blanket, and take a ride to see all his friends at Tabby’s Place.
As if it weren’t hard enough being itty-bitty, the youngest septet at Tabby’s Place has faced an especially severe indignity.
Despite being “deities,” these seven siblings have fallen from grace into (dum-dum-DUM)…ringworm. Continue reading » » »
At Tabby’s Place, it’s known that even when “kitten season” is considered over, kittens will continue appearing.
But in the case of Aro, Renata and McKenna, what’s less understood is exactly where they’ve appeared from. In fact, I’m inclined to wonder if they’ve sprung, blossom-like, from the hardiest roadside wildflowers. Or, perhaps, from the proverbial cabbage patch.
It can be a lot of pressure having a band named after you.
If anything were to happen to Bruce Springsteen, for instance, his crew would become simply “and the E Street Band.” Bob Marley’s passing left his band as simply “and the Wailers.”
And if anything should happen to Dave Matthews, his band would be bereft of a name entirely. Fortunately, it’s looking like Dave won’t be going anywhere soon - other than perhaps a forever home.
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