This is not a test. This is not a drill. This is certainly not a dress rehearsal. This is Halloween, on a Friday.
The smallest trees can hold the sweetest nests. With no fanfare or bluster, one little olive tree sheltered many birds.
Every face on Earth is a face you could love, given enough time. But there are faces so kind, love outruns time.
You do not need to shout to be heard. You do not need to meet expectations to find love racing down the road to meet you. And you do not need to be orange to be a “marmalade cat.”
You may not find Spidermen and unicorns going door-to-door for Snickers bars in Beirut. But you can find a candy-colored calico snickering at her neighbors at Tabby’s Place. Just go easy on Peeka. This is her first Halloween.
Aries approves of people like you. Aries approves of people. Aries approves of you. Aries approves.
A great sadness has fallen over Tabby’s Place. The cat who lived and loved beyond limits has crossed beyond our sight.
Do you ever lay awake, wondering if you’re doing your part to promote world peace? Will history show that you took a stand for sympathy, empathy, and shrimp scampi? No? No problem. Uni is personally handling the situation.
“We are stardust, we are golden, and we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden.” – Joni Mitchell “What she said!” – Canary and Archer