Sometimes a typo is truer than it knows. Moo Moo was formally “moved to the Lobby.” But Moo Moo was more accurately “loved to the Lobby.”
The United States is approaching a Presidential election. We are, and are not, going to talk about that on this blog.
Tell me how you get through the day, and I will tell you where your greatness lies. Try to tell me while your cheeks are full, and we will both laugh until we cry. Napoleon will laugh loudest.
There is a force that keeps love in orbit. There is a green that can’t be seen. There is a cat named Baby Yoda in Jonathan’s office.
Timid poet, you asked so little of life, and always politely. Life smiled every time it said your name.
Tell Madonna she’s your lucky star, and she will believe you. Vogue around Suite B, and you will find she knows all the moves. Just don’t call her the Queen of Pop, because she’s one hundred percent rock ‘n roll.
When laughter gives me courage, I will think of Tucker. When I remember the silliest hearts are the strongest, I will think of Tucker. But today, I’m not ready to think of a world without Tucker.
Maybe Bella needs us to listen because she’s used to being “beautiful.” Maybe Bella listens so well because she really is beautiful.
There is nothing wrong with a new friend. Sweetie may open a trapdoor in your heart that you always thought was a floor. Who knew there was a whole basement of love down there? Jean Claude may show you his ability to fit the entirety of France inside a single one of his cheeks. Lita […]
Humans believe there are no stupid questions. Cats want to believe, but then they hear us ask, “is the world ready for plant-based octopus?” “What is the center of the universe?” And, “why has nobody adopted Sammy?”