Make someone Jolly
We know this blog is your primary source for answers to life’s greatest mysteries. So if you lay awake at night wondering, “what would the guy who sang ‘Frosty the Snowman‘ look like if he were a cat?” … you’re in the right place.
We know this blog is your primary source for answers to life’s greatest mysteries. So if you lay awake at night wondering, “what would the guy who sang ‘Frosty the Snowman‘ look like if he were a cat?” … you’re in the right place.
At least once a week, someone tells me they are scared to visit Tabby’s Place. This always comes from someone blessed and challenged with a tender heart. They know their own softness. They fear they may not be able to bear the sight of cats who cannot walk, or seniors once discarded. They picture Tabby’s […]
In a world of lanterns and candles, Abacus was the bonfire. He would love to be remembered as the cat whose fever never broke.
We call them many things. FeLVies. Fee-lukes. Besties. Heroes. Rapscallions. But we forget to call them “cats infected with the feline leukemia virus.” And we never, ever call them flukes.
I want to tell you about Tinker, though it may seem there is little to say. I want to tell you about Tinker, though we could not disassemble death in time. I want to tell you about Tinker, because every hair on his head mattered.
Their favorite Beatle is Ringo. They think Whoopee Cushions are hilarious. They wish they had phones, so they could prank call Jonathan to say he just won ten million Doritos. Tapenade and Polaroid only seem solemn.
“Poor Trent.” The text message could have meant any number of things. Trent might just be on the receiving end of Hips‘ hooliganism. Trent might be trapped under Bello as an unwitting pillow. Trent might be receiving cat food, when he specifically requested lobster Florentine. Or Trent might be …
There are times when life feels like quicksand up to our necks. There are mornings when it takes all your strength to crawl out of the soil. These are the hours we must remember Papillon.
You have perhaps heard the tragedy of Dorian Gray. You have yet to hear the comedy of Dorian the silver.
It is not always in our power to roll along merrily. But it is always possible to roll along Merrilly.