Gratuitous cat photo of the day: Let heaven and nature sing
With apologies to Santa, I’m asking the cats for gifts this year. Besides, I’d rather sit Bucca in my lap than personally sit in a bearded globetrotter’s lap any day.
With apologies to Santa, I’m asking the cats for gifts this year. Besides, I’d rather sit Bucca in my lap than personally sit in a bearded globetrotter’s lap any day.
Far, far be it from me to fat-shame cats. To do that would require (a) that fatness was shameful and (b) that cats were capable of shame.
When we were wee, we were told that good children got Popples and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Theologian Trading Cards.* Bad little imps, on the other hand, got lumps of coal. But the tellers of tales didn’t account for the game-changing gift of Coal.
We interrupt this Gratuitous Cat Photo season to mark the passing of a giant. A tiny, clementine-bright giant: Mango.
Today is the first day of winter…meteorological winter. The cats are celebrating accordingly.
Sometimes Gratuitous Cat Photos move. Sometimes they meow.
Cats do not ford rivers.* Cats do not gas up the car. To Grandmother’s house they do not go. But they travel, my word do they travel.
Tiffany’s knows it. Macy’s knows it. All the elves and turkeys and abominable snowmen know it. That’s right, my little sugarplums: it’s the most magical time of the year…GCP Season at Tabby’s Place.
Can I ask you something? (As Jonathan would remark at this point, “Um, ya just did.”) Seriously, though. Are you feeling a little emotional right now?