Octaves of enoughness
Beauty isn’t enough. Sweetness isn’t enough. But Octavia, sure as velour, is enough.
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Beauty isn’t enough. Sweetness isn’t enough. But Octavia, sure as velour, is enough.
Oh, kittens, are you in for a tender, heart-tearing treat today. If you know mega-volunteer Ilene from our Facebook page, where she frequently shares our cats’ adventures, you already know that she is one of the kindest stars ever to warm our world. Her sun shone bright on our Jimmy, and today we all have […]
As it happens, Denni is telling Heather and Bucca and me a thing or two about trying gracefully.
Some of them try too hard. Some of them try too little. Some of them try moderately. All of them live in my office.
Let it never be said that May is monotone. Stuff went down this past month, kittens. Billy Ray Cyrus returned to the radio, achy-breaking all of our ears if not our spirits. The President of the United States of America presented a very large trophy to a very large man at the Grand Sumo tournament. […]
Don’t call it a misspelling. It’s a poet’s prerogative to play with language like a Slinky.
It’s not just her ear. It’s not just her past. It’s your very heart in the presence of Jaguar. They’re all a little shredded.