Do you ever wonder if you’re the only one who…? There are so many ways to finish that sentence, and all of them feel lonely.
There are many stellar things about freedom and liberty and all that. (No, don’t worry, I’m not about to announce my candidacy for president.) Perhaps one of the most stellar is the right to make up words.
Many things are best when heated. Italian bread. Fluffy towels. Apple pie. Unspayed feral cats.
Y’all may have heard that British succession rights changed recently. But one royal rule hasn’t changed, isn’t changing, and ain’t gonna change even if you sit up and beg for buttermilk: there’s only one Queen in Suite B.
If you are a long-time reader of this blog, you know that I have a had a succession of office mates. I have blogged about some of them (Sinbad, Pepper and my current mate, Geoff), and would love to eventually introduce you to all of them. I can’t promise I’ll find time to blog about […]
Keeping up with cats can be like Whac-a-Mole. Speaking of which, was anyone else ever troubled by the whole premise? Aren’t there things far more whackworthy than cute, furry moles? I guess “Whac Injustice” or “Whac The Darkness In One’s Own Soul” isn’t quite as arcade-worthy. But I digress.
The following events take place between 10:30 am Saturday and 1:30 pm Tuesday. Consider this the Tabby’s Place version of an episode of 24…except, instead of Kiefer Sutherland and civilization-threatening threats, it’s 100 cats and a really epic power outage.
We are fast approaching the day of tricks, treats, and random neighbors dressed up as Freddy Kreuger or – even more terrifying – Charlie Sheen. So it’s only fitting that we should have a special treat here today. But this guest post, from exceptional volunteer Ayla, is no ordinary treat. In Halloween terms, this post […]
There are no sub-spectacular cats at Tabby’s Place – or anywhere else. But even among a species of stars, Cali stood apart. We’ve loved and lost one of the great ones.
Right now, “retro” is sooooooooo of-the-moment. 24-year-old guys covet their grandpas’ sweaters. Vinyl is vastly cooler than MP3s. Hipsters do the foxtrot and the Lindy and the jitterbug in their sweater clips and Peter Pan collars. This is amusing to those of us who loved “vintage” back when it was just “old.” Fortunately, all this […]