Better nutty than not
Permit me to blow your mind: when Tabby’s Place began, squeezable chicken had not yet been invented. No tube-tuna. Not even one drop of gelatinous turkey.
Permit me to blow your mind: when Tabby’s Place began, squeezable chicken had not yet been invented. No tube-tuna. Not even one drop of gelatinous turkey.
The Summer Olympics will be held in Paris, they tell me. But I say, both Summer and Paris are here, for Olympia has taken gold.
Our world is cheerfully cluttered. Objets d’art pique curiosity and start conversations. Objets des chats…well, they are something of a different matter.
The world grew up and grew serious. The world jammed the picture book on the shelf and forgot the story. But you remember.
Being earth’s most responsible species, cats are price-conscious about signs and wonders. April 2024 gave them the ultimate bang for their buck. In a mere thirty days, Tabby’s Place received a value pack of omens and portents.
Our “adoptable cats” page is like a dating site, minus the treachery, plus extra shirtless photos. Steven is not trying to convince you he still fits into his high school pants. Angelo did not use an app to bathe his face in golden light. Betty has no interest in your believing she is only eight. […]
Homecomings are a big deal. The best kind are when any human comes to Tabby’s Place for the first or thousandth time.
The world is broken, bitter, and thorny. The world is a honeycomb, dripping in mercy. I say we split the deck. A cat can play from either side.
Tabitha is not picky. Tabitha is not persnickety. Tabitha is simply the editor of an eminent literary journal.