We don’t know where this is going. As a result, we have A Nervous. Hold the Breakdown, but hold it where we can see it, because it may become necessary.
Not every Thanksgiving turkey is made of bird. Not every Thanksgiving meal ends with pumpkin pie. And not every thankful cat includes “adoption” on her gratitude list.
This is a marvelously mad mashed week. This is a thoroughly turkified, Tofurkified week. Accordingly, we shall pelt you not with prose, but with Gratuitous Cat Photos(TM).
We live in an age of indignation. Much of it is necessary. But much of it is just noxious.
It’s a new day at Tabby’s Place. The sun is shining. The leaves are gold-glimmering. The Lobby is luminous with shenanigans.
Today, you shall get a greater glimpse of Tara’s true love for Simba. Although she’s far too gracious to say so directly, be it known that this loving update was written after Simba savaged Tara’s own personal arm. And “savaged” is a gentle understatement. But love survives teeth, and real love has teeth of its […]
It happens. You smack yourself upside the head every time, but still it happens. And happens. And waits a few years, then happens again.
There have been a multitude of Mimis in Tabby’s Place history. Each one is convinced that she is the Mimi with the tragic beauty, the Bohemian who lights every candle as her own burns at both ends. But only one Mimi takes center stage at Tabby’s Place today.
You come to this corner of the internet of your own volition. We don’t take that for granted. You put up with the ramblings of the insane. You laugh and cry with us. But really, you come for cat photos.