Certain creatures have been known to hide. Naked mole rats. Slow lorises. Scared cats. Scared humans.
No two creatures wake up in exactly the same way. Beatrice yawns and stretches for 5-10 minutes before she can properly be called “awake.” Sinatra goes from coma to “I’ve just had 45 espressos” in 3 seconds. But this wide variation is equally true of the waking soul.
Every once in a while, someone comes along who steals your heart in about 2 seconds, and you know you’ll never be the same again. Sometimes that someone is a tiny 4-week-old kitten.
Fire up those neurons, because I’m about to say something profound: Everyone is different.
Surgeon general’s warning: if you have an allergy to happiness, warm fuzzies and/or having your faith in humanity restored, you may want to avert your eyes from the following.
Eras end. Chapters close. But sometimes we just can’t brace ourselves for the turn of the page.
August has left the building. This means it’s time to put away your hot summer fashions, like the classic black knee socks with cargo shorts and Birkenstocks (a look only recommended if you’re a male over age 85 and shaped like Grimace). It also means it’s time for our monthly recap.
We humans are a fragile bunch. A day that starts in sunshine can take a sinister swerve for something as small as That Look from the boss, or a shirt that makes you look all muffin-toppy, or a replay of the MTV VMAs on the morning news. Cats have no such vulnerabilities.
When do you love a cat even more after he leaves Tabby’s Place? When he’s Paco the hero, that’s when.
Cat stories don’t always make sense. There’s nothing logical about driving 10+ hours round trip to adopt an ancient, blind, deaf cat you’ve only “met” online, especially when you already have three blind cats at home. There’s nothing logical about going from “homeless street urchin” to “travelworthy celebrity” in less than a year. But then, […]