“Who is that cat?” “Which cat?” “The one with the thing. You know, the thing. That thing. The neck thing.”
The equation always holds, but that never makes it feel right: The longer you’ve loved someone, the larger “goodbye” looms.
Resolved: 1) To get more riboflavin 2) To take Orion to a Mumford and Sons concert 3) To finally, truly, deeply understand the soul of the cat
Human beings do not have five senses. We have many, many more — including proprioception. But just when we think we might be pretty amazing, cats remind us what sense and sensibility are all about.
2015 has given us many gifts. Princess Bubblegum. Caffeinated peanut butter. Music for cats.
Nose-to-nose with Love, prophets and sages of all sorts have the good sense to fall on their knees, speechless. In the face of the divine, words fail.
Oh, 2015, you’ve been a marathon year. We’re grateful. We’re hopeful. We’re tired.
OK, kittens, we’re in it. The heart of the thick of the midst of the “most wonderful time of the year.” Are you feeling it?
There are Christmas songs, and then there are Christmas songs.* “O Holy Night” is one of the latter. O Holy Tabby’s Place, quite conveniently, is singing that song full strength this year.