Repaint the cave
If you’ve survived long enough to read this sentence, then you, my dear, are a storyteller. And if you’ve survived elegantly, you know when to share your pen with the nearest cat.
If you’ve survived long enough to read this sentence, then you, my dear, are a storyteller. And if you’ve survived elegantly, you know when to share your pen with the nearest cat.
Life is full of tall tales and fairy tales and cattails and cats’ tails. If you’re a NatGeo buff, that includes snow leopard tails and clouded leopard tails. As a race, humans have a panache and flair for spinning out words in wonderful ways. From the shortest stories to the longest epics, from fact to […]
Cats have decreed: you are not too far gone. Cats poke and ponder: perhaps you have not gone far enough. Over the edge. Out of the burrow. Into the fray and the play and the prayer that is life.
Continued from yesterday… Seasons are inexorable, and a multi-pack of autumns and springs conspired to carry Marcia back to Tabby’s Place. This time, she had been slapped with the unsavory Post-Its reading “history of inappropriate elimination” and “caution: aggressive.” This time, she was not small. But she was not about to let that convince her […]
Did you know that, in terms of taxonomy, every amiable, shaggy individual on Sesame Street is a member of the genus “monster?” Marcia has never lost sight of this fact, and she meditates on it. Daily.
Every several years, many among us do it. Mostly because we have to. Mostly because of planned obsolescence. We need to upgrade our devices.
Continued… Hips’ American adventure began with a bit of repair. Like any hot rod worthy of its flames, the injured cat needed a bit of detailing.
What is the Linda Fund? The Linda Fund is the friend who shows up with a torch in your darkness, smiling and calming and kind. The Linda Fund is the answer to questions we’re often too scared to ask. The Linda Fund is the triumph of love over despair. The Linda Fund is happening today.
We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to tell you: there is no regularly scheduled programming. Everyone who’s ever been handed a stiff program in Goudy Old Style font needs to re-learn how to make paper airplanes. And anyone who tells you to “get with the program” needs to remember how to shimmy their Hips.
The klaxons are ringing! The earth is shaking! Tremble in your seats! Grab hold of your loved ones! Throw your movie-theater popcorn into the air with a shriek! It’s almost too awful to share. I hesitate to whisper. They’ll hear. They’re all ears!