Epilogues: February 2018
What did February brew for you, kittens? Was it the seasonal equivalent of honey-lemon tea, accented with a pink marshmallow heart? Or was it a colander of questionably-colored snow?
What did February brew for you, kittens? Was it the seasonal equivalent of honey-lemon tea, accented with a pink marshmallow heart? Or was it a colander of questionably-colored snow?
Oh, amici. Are you ever in for a treat today. The following came my way from that most Awesome of AwesomeAdopters herself…Vito‘s Mommy. Maria, make us merry as only you — and Doctor Scungilli — can do…
Departures can catch us off guard. Just when you’re sure you’re 100% happy and 0% sad about a cat’s adoption, you’ve got the wild weepies. Just when you’re convinced you’re “not one of those people” who gets sad over celebrity deaths, you’re snuffling your way through Frasier reruns.
Valentine’s Day is always kinda strange. Ash Wednesday is always sacred-strange. So when you schedule them for the same day, you’re scraping the stratosphere of sugary soulful strangeness.
Where can you find a square circle? How much does purple weigh? How do you solve a problem like Maria?
Tabby’s Place may or may not have a Diabetic Mafia.* The Diabetic Mafia may or may not have a Don…na.
Wait. Did we not just epp a log? We did. But that’s because I’m a dunderhead. So dance around in your dungarees, you January-jousting kittens; it’s time for another month in review.
Some things never change. Simba‘s life, however, is the stuff David Bowie sang about. Today, Tara takes us through the latest twists and turns…