Finely milled
You will have everything you need to thrive, medically and metaphysically. You will never go a day without meat products of some nature. You will not end up alone.
You will have everything you need to thrive, medically and metaphysically. You will never go a day without meat products of some nature. You will not end up alone.
What do you do with a cat that you know is destined to die? It’s part of life – for all of us, feline, human, everything in between, including my failed attempt at growing a pot of purple and white pansies indoors. But for some, the Final Moment is a bit more obvious than it […]
Are you listening? I mean, are you really listening? Do you hear that? Concentrate. That is the sound of a cat sanctuary all the way over in Ringoes, New Jersey.
It is June, the season for the footloose. You look down and see flip-flops or gladiator sandals. You may even be wise as a cat, which is to say barefoot. Or you may still have your snowshoes on.
He arrived geriatric and intergalactic. He was the patriarch of impossible panache. Mortimer would make no time for mourning, but mere mortals must weep.
We tend to think that cats are simple. Cats note this on their yellow legal pads, nod at one another, and confirm: humans are precious simpletons. Rusty finds us particularly adorable.
“This is not a drill.” These were my shining colleague Bree’s exact words. More precisely: “THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!”
In my head, the song Let It Be by The Beatles is subtitled Paul’s Mom, or All the Moms. It is – or should be – the role of moms to speak words of wisdom to their offspring, in their own language or by example. This applies to all species, including the mama squirrel I […]
If this should all end tomorrow, Mr. Mustache could be proud for the rest of his life. Mr. Mustache has done good work. Mr. Mustache has changed the entire world.
There is a cord stronger than a double helix. Gator believes it is made of kielbasa. Arthur knows there is magic deeper still.