Superbloom
“It will be seventy-five degrees and sunny every day, then rain softly all night. Everyone will be ensured a universal basic allowance of ravioli.” This was my old friend Rick’s campaign promise. Sunflower would not have voted for him.
En famille
If I didn’t know better, I’d think Simone had a side hustle. There is increasing evidence that our lithest tortie is selling handicrafts.
It happened
It happens. It happens, and it happens, and it happens. It happens, and it happened, and it will happen again, as long as we are brave and outrageous. Never bet against the brave and outrageous.
No gutterballs
We prefer to compare ourselves to unicorns and poetry, or at least something as honorable as string cheese. But if we’re being honest, we are the living embodiment of bowling alley bumpers. We should add this to our résumés proudly.
The only girl in the world
With apologies to her namesake, Tabby’s Place is the home of the only girl in the world. Now we just need to convince Rihanna that she’s safe under our umbrella.
I love you, Hoopla Green
I need the world to know. I need the galaxies to know. But most of all, bewildered sprite, I need you to know.
Les joyeux
I will not geek out over Bastille Day. I will not geek out over Bastille Day. Je ne vais pas… …C’EST MAGNIFIQUE! Nous avons des chatons nommes JAVERT, MARIUS, FANTINE, et GAVROCHE! OUI, JE CRIE!
Epilogues: June 2023
Ask the experts: did we fail or prevail at Tabby’s Place this June? Any month involving the Strawberry Moon would seem a guaranteed success. But the experts are not so sure.
Singing to all
Setting: Tabby’s Place Managers’ Meeting. Our Founder & Executive Director assessed the state of the realm: “Walker* sings to all the girls.” Jonathan’s observation was accurate but incomplete.
Wild balls of brightness
I sincerely, obnoxiously believe it is totally, terrifyingly all up to me. Clearly I have not yet spent enough time in the presence of cats.