So now we know what a polar vortex feels like.* However, we’ve known for seven lucky years what another sort of vortex feels like.
The cats would like you to know they sincerely believe in you, and they believe 2014 is going to be Your Year. You’re finally going to finish The Brothers Karamazov. You’re going to beat level 103 of Candy Crush. You’re going to find out what the fox says. But first, there’s the small matter of […]
His name is Doc(tor) Watson. He’s interested in things. He’s not a real doctor, but he is a real Watson.*
There are Christmas miracles: “yes! Home Depot had one last Chia Uncle Si in the back!” Then there are Christmas miracles: “Twilight is home.”
They say that, on Christmas Eve at midnight, the animals talk. They also say that putting crunchy peanut butter in someone else’s sandwich is not a war crime. They say that the Elf on the Shelf is not absolutely terrifying. They say a lot of things.
The following comes courtesy of our outrageously awesome volunteer Sue, with my gratitude. – AT We are Lights: In Appreciation of the Volunteers and Staff at Tabby’s Place
Warning: your IQ is about to slump precipitously. Promise: it is going to be absolutely worth it.
Every once in a great while, you feel the tectonic plates of life shift. It may start with a groan or a whimper, but the next thing you know the continents are different, and there are mountains where oceans once stretched. I am, of course, talking about cats.