Amy’s
If cats could take Buzzfeed quizzes, they wouldn’t. Amy has no need to know which Disney princess she would be, nor whether or not Timothée Chalamet would like her mixtape.
Ashtacular
If yesterday was a whoop, today is a whisper. If yesterday let it all hang out, today tucks in tight, pondering in its heart. But let’s be real: the cats can’t choose not to tell the difference.
Phases of the Luna
Luna did not vote in the New Hampshire primary. Luna did not watch the Oscars. Luna did not miss anything.
Family resemblances
I have so many questions. Where were Dunkaroos hiding all those years? How does human free will dance with the sovereignty of God? To what is “The Final Countdown” counting down?* And, most importantly: how is it possible that Missy spawned Puddin and BooBear?
First and last
John Legend songs. Red roses. Abominations committed against marshmallows. It’s Valentine’s Day, with all its mixed feelings. Fortunately, we have Dorito, and Dorito has us.
Guest post: Senioritis
Editor’s note: I’m overjoyed to introduce Tabby’s Place’s newest staff member, Jae. As you’re about to see, Jae is both a gifted writer and a true friend to our cats. We — feline and human — are delighted to have Jae on our team! — A.H.
Epilogues: January 2020
Whereas: January has ended. Whereas: February is a mini-month, even when it leaps. Resolved: Winter is on the run.
Simonized
We’ve been mesmerized and gratified and starry-eyed. We’ve been sermonized and sorely tried and over-simplified. But it’s only in this still-young year that Tabby’s Place has been properly Simonized.
Puddinheads
It has befallen us. This is not a drill. We simultaneously have a Puddin’ and a Dumpling.