The purring prophet
Not every cat has an epic oratorio bearing his name. Then again, not every cat is Elijah.
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The purring prophet
Not every cat has an epic oratorio bearing his name. Then again, not every cat is Elijah.
Shaking up the (anti)social network
Laurel and Hardy used to lament getting into “another fine mess.” The great wordsmith of our time, Ke$ha, sings of being a “filthy hot mess.” And, this week, one of the awesomest AwesomeAdopters since Mrs. TwinkieCupcake has made a major mess of the social network in Suite A.
Mollinating the world
True story: true love lasts. And when it’s hopelessly-devoted-to-you kinda love, it lasts forever. So it’s only fitting that we (you, me, Tashi, Bialy) are still very much in lurrrrrve with the dancing ocelot, Molly. Special thanks to her forever MollyMama for writing this glorious, picture-full update. Prepare to swoon…and dance.
Continuance of kittens
There’s pretty much nothing sub-stellar about kittens. Well…maybe there’s one wretched exception: they are so blasted fragile. As the always-honest Dr. C told me a few years ago, it’s rare to have a kitten season where you don’t “lose some.”
Raining kittens and kittens
I’m not sure who said it first. But somewhere in the last few weeks, several of us foolish human beans have dared to remark, “It’s awfully late in kitten season for us to have no kittens.” Foolish, foolish human beans.
Tabby’s Place: the Next Generation
If this post’s subject line were a TV show, you just know Jonathan would be our Captain Picard. Only with hair. And a tendency to use the word “shmoldie.” But this is even better: you have an opportunity to help the cats and yourself thanks to the amazing team at Next Generation Trust Services.
As(tor) you like it
I was going to begin this post, “I like big cats and I cannot lie.” But even I have more dignity than that. Or, at least, the cats do.
Guest post: In memory of Yasmine
This is the kind of post that wrecks and wracks a heart to write. I am grateful beyond words that Yasmine‘s longtime love, volunteer Larry, took on the unenviable labor of love to write this goodbye. Thanks to Larry for his words and the first two photos of sweet Yasmine below.
Gratuitous cat photos of the day: Astor
Take one Easter. Throw in the excitement of the Linda Fund. Yield: one very busy blogger. Please accept my big mea culpa for the long stretch of quiet here on Felis Catus this week. Better yet…please accept one big giant enormous colossal cat.
How Ivan got his groove back
What’s that they say about those who don’t learn from history? Ah, yes: they are doomed to repeat it in summer school.