Gratuitous cat photo of the day: The soul felt its worth
There are Christmas songs, and then there are Christmas songs.* “O Holy Night” is one of the latter. O Holy Tabby’s Place, quite conveniently, is singing that song full strength this year.
Gratuitous cat photos of the day: Invited to the feast
Tis the season to be feasty beasts. Gingerbread. Pfefferneuse. Fruitcake. Fudge. Linzer cookies. Strufuli.* Arid orbs of prescription cat food.
Gratuitous cat photo of the day: You call me Susie Snowflake one more time…
It’s gotta be hard, being Faye. Face of an angel… Cotton candy fur… Eyes of utter innocence…
Gratuitous cat photo season begins
It’s Advent. It’s December. It’s the time of the season when the cats and I are up to our whiskers in your kindness.
Revolutionary thanks
Has it ever occurred to you that giving thanks is a radical act? That’s radical as in courageous maverick pioneer, not Point Break.
Guest post: Do you wanna Fanta?
I’m sorry. I’m sorry that, by titling this post as it is titled, I’ve infected your brain with the Fanta commercial song.
That agreeable odor
Every once in a great while, we receive an offer so compassionate, so compelling, so colossal, that we simply must share it with you. This week, we’ve received the most unstinky of offers.
You are now here
These are trying times, kittens. We need something stronger than painted smiles to get through the day. Stronger than scotch-spiked espresso. Stronger, even, than cats with lemon helmets.
Kima’s magic moment
We regularly discuss cats’ skill at being “in the moment.” Where we fret and stew and itch and agitate about the past and the future and the if and the maybe, cats stretch out full-length in the “is” and the “here” and the “now.”