Epilogues: October 2025
Every October is a showboat. Not just every month boasts warty gourds, pumpkin-scented toilet paper, and toddlers dressed as Beetlejuice. But October 2025, you turned the fabulous up to ten.
Willow is not weeping
With apologies to those groovy long-haired trees in your backyard, the best Willow does not weep. The best Willow is so busy, she barely has time to sleep.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Zero Gravity
A cat slowly nudges a full glass of water to the edge of a precipice, relishing the moments of anticipation until, inescapably, gravity’s pull slams home with a crash and a splash.
Surely
A cynic is nothing but a broken heart with scar tissue. Don’t tell them I told you. They might not like the implication: that they can heal. Just listen when they claim that nothing in life is certain. Listen, then tell them the story of Shirley.
In the circle of souls
At middle school dances, there is sometimes an unscripted moment that makes the awkward years worthwhile. Without command or choreography, the scared and scattered youth form a circle around one of their own. Instead of becoming afraid, the tween at the center becomes a dancer.
They are all saints
Halloween has its charms, but the cats are really amped about November. This is not because they have 364 days until the next time we dress them up as pumpkins and aliens. It’s because November 1st is All Saints Day, and cats are all saints, all the time.
Hall O’ Wheeeeeeeeeeee-in’
This is not a test. This is not a drill. This is certainly not a dress rehearsal. This is Halloween, on a Friday.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: The Cat’s in the Bag
The FeLV+ cats in Quinn’s Corner have a secret, and they want to spill the beans. Brace yourself. Ready? Felvies can live long, healthy, happy lives.
Forever Loved: Olivia
The smallest trees can hold the sweetest nests. With no fanfare or bluster, one little olive tree sheltered many birds.