Into the Dot matrix part II: the impossible
Contrary to the old adage, timing isn’t everything. Not exactly. Cupcakes are something, and so are wombats and stirrup pants. But sometimes, timing is downright divine. It’s all happening again.
Contrary to the old adage, timing isn’t everything. Not exactly. Cupcakes are something, and so are wombats and stirrup pants. But sometimes, timing is downright divine. It’s all happening again.
Before you read this post, there are a few things you need to know. Consider it a Surgeon General’s warning, only minus the Surgeon General and plus a lot of cat hair. You can’t eat Nutter Butters if you’re allergic to peanuts. You can’t drive a tractor if you’re three years old. You can’t get […]
Be it known: there are few semantic slips more cringe-inducing than saying Valentimes for Valentines. purchase Clomid overnight delivery Propecia online no rx overnightx buy Lasix no visa online without rx no prescription Cipro with fedex But be it also known: actual Valen Times call for desperate Valen measures.
I’d place Baby New Year somewhere between The Burger King and Mayor McCheese on the Creep-o-Meter. Whoever came up with the idea of representing the year with a naked, top-hatted baby…who gradually becomes a sad old Father Time carrying a sharp implement? Fortunately, Tabby’s Place has got you covered with a decidedly uncreepy Baby New […]
Funny thing about cats… Actually, make that funny thing #8,732 about cats: they are entirely unconcerned about other people’s schedules.
Sometimes an image comes along that’s so perfect, so timely, so delicious, you can’t help but sing hallelujahs the moment you see it. Must be how Webster feels each time he glances in the mirror.
If you’ve not yet done your holiday shopping, allow me to extend my condolences. The malls this week will be only slightly less tragic and messy than The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald, without the benefit of Gordon Lightfoot. But where there are Tabby’s Place cats, there’s hope.
Some things seem strange, mysterious even, for many years. Then, in a flash of insight, they click into place. Meet Mr. Puzzle Piece himself, none other than Oliver.
Following yesterday‘s final photo, you may be asking yourself one question. Who do you think you are, collecting your jar board of hearts? Well, I’ll tell you who we are (and I apologize for the especially cheesy musical reference there). We are the land of 1,000 adoptions.
This time of year, all sorts of things are available in “limited-edition” styles. Santa napkins. Cranberry bagels. Glitter toilet paper (OK, I haven’t seen this personally…but I’ve gotta believe that it is available somewhere). Tabby’s Place is no exception. With great delight and deliciousness, I bring you the adopted edition of the Gratuitous Cat Photo […]