Ordinary time
Anyone who’s lived with cats or children or saints knows: higher creatures have their own calendars. It’s only us earthbound types who think holidays are sparsely scattershot across the year.
Guest post: Seventeen going on perfect
There are many things I don’t know. Why Jimmy Fallon hasn’t been elected president. Why there are no Waffle Houses in New Jersey. Where the following amazing writer gets all her amazing.
On Liking Homo Sapiens
Many people become involved in animal welfare because they don’t like humans much. No offense to any of you, but homo sapiens is not my favorite species. It is also common for people who have worked in animal welfare for a long time to say that they like people even less as time goes by. […]
Antiviral?
Some things are utterly, unavoidably, unforgivably* preposterous. Decaf espresso. Vegan cheese. Celebrity Wife Swap. Sienna‘s viral video.
Forever Loved: Casper
This is a post I never wanted to have to write. This is a post I “should,” “rationally,” have been long prepared to write.
Epilogues: June 2015
If you’re reading this post, you’re doing July right. Before you can properly celebrate Independence Day, Bastille Day, and Tapioca Pudding Day, you must know how the cats spent all the days of June.
Wart removal
Cats are capable of great feats. There are, however, certain activities they do not, will not, shall not do. Not for you, not for me, not for QuestLove and all the Roots.
That buncha guys
You know that buncha guys. If you were a certain stripe of nerdy, you may have bunched together with that buncha guys. And, like every high school worth its mystery meat, Tabby’s Place has that buncha guys.
You can, in fact, dance
Dickens me this: are these the best of times? Are these the worst of times? Or are these, simply, the times of our particular, prosaic, miraculous lives?
The million and the one
We are about a lot of things at Tabby’s Place. We are about love. We are about “the least of these.” We are very much about Veggie Straws, and the color orange, and obscure names for kittens. But we are not, and have frankly never been, about the numbers.