Forever Loved: Geri
These are always very hard for me to write, as it means I have lost a good friend.
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These are always very hard for me to write, as it means I have lost a good friend.
Not all fruit can be low-hanging. Nor should it be. We all love the lazy-easy peaches that droop as pendulous as planets, heavy with sweetness and easy to pluck. But sometimes that tree is well worth the climb for the treasure in the leaves. I am, of course, talking about cats.
I don’t generally like putting words in other people’s mouths. That’s how you end up with creepy things like the eTrade baby commercials. But I feel confident I speak for all of us when I make the following controversial statement: I love cats.
Someone has done it again. Someone has shone the Cat Sign — think Batman, more feline — into the sky, and we are helpless in its glow.
We tell a lot of stories on Felis Catus, but we can’t often tell the whole story. In the epic novel of a cat’s life, I can give you just a page here, an illustration there. Such is the nature of such a blog. At times this may make you feel like you’re watching a […]
Sharing a name with someone doesn’t necessarily mean much. Just picture a BFF coffee-date between Williams: Willie Nelson, William F. Buckley and Will.I.Am. Try Anthonys Hopkins and Weiner. Or maybe Richards like Dick Cheney and Ricky Martin, or Roberts like Bob Marley and Bob Saget (extra bonus if they invited Bob Dylan). Sometimes a name […]
The arrival of The World’s Most Famous Infant has people talking about royalty: crowns and Union Jacks and kingly things. People who know about these things say it’s good to be king. To which, as often, the Tabby’s Place cats say: o really?
Suite B is approximately 8 feet from Suite C. If you are a human, this means 1.3 Jimmy Fallons laid end-to-end. If you are a cat, this means the distance from New Jersey to Paris Zanzibar The Andromeda Galaxy.
When New Jersey feels hotter than Death Valley, it’s best to let the cats handle the blog.
In case you don’t know off the top of your head, scatalogy is “the study of fecal excrement.” Yes, I do mean poop, ca-ca, or whatever else you call it around your kids. Admittedly, a fascination with this stuff is usually the provenance of three year old boys. But, here at Tabby’s Place we spend […]