We’re all a bunch of animals
We like to think lofty thoughts at Tabby’s Place. We like to think of ourselves as lofty beings, just a half-step below the angels. All our loftiness gets all of our cats laughing. Uproariously.
We like to think lofty thoughts at Tabby’s Place. We like to think of ourselves as lofty beings, just a half-step below the angels. All our loftiness gets all of our cats laughing. Uproariously.
No one can run your race for you. But, by golly, do you have some glorious guides.
Here we are, betwixt and between the Sturgeon Moon and sweater weather. August was robust and ridiculous in equal measure. But it deposited us here on September’s shores, and here, with you, is exactly where the cats and I want to be.
Don’t you dare shut up. Don’t shut up about how inglorious the new Space Jam is, nor how glorious the first was and is and forever shall be, amen. Don’t shut up about injustice. Don’t shut up about your favorite sandwich shop. Don’t shut up about the furious raging love beneath your bones. Don’t shut […]
By the time you read this, the Olympics will have picked its victors and pickled the rest. Skateboards will have soared. Swimmers will have splashed. Basketballs will have bounced into history. But 6,700 miles from Tokyo, the sportiest of all B-girls are still making headlines.
Here’s a hill I’m willing to die on: the very best novels, movies, and miscellaneous media all fall into the genre called “coming of age.” Here’s a wrinkle: we’re all perpetually “coming of age.” Just ask Mishush.
Consetta is not a cat content to consent to others’ intent. She is, however, ready to confiscate my keyboard.
Heartbroken, necessary intro: When I wrote this post, seemingly a hundred years ago, and queued it up for this lovely random Monday in August, I had no idea it would turn into a “Forever Loved.” How I wish it were otherwise. But our treasured Heather left this world on Friday, 8/13. Love and grief are […]
It’s not all about you, it’s not all about me, and that’s a good thing. It is, in fact, about Ronnie, but he knows how to handle it.