Well, do you? It is not Feliz Navidad. It is not an ad for footie pajamas. It is…
There is much we could debate about Christmas carols. We could debate whether or not Bing Crosby + David Bowie = pa-rum-pa-pum-pum-perfection. We could debate whether playing Simply Having A Wonderful Christmastime in public should be considered a war crime. But most of all, we could debate where the comma belongs in God Rest Ye […]
We hereby open this year’s Gratuitous Cat Photo season with a golden oldie.
You and I have gotten to know each other rather well in this space, kittens. As a result, I know one of your greatest longings this holiday season.
I have it on good authority that it is a marshmallow world in the winter. It is, however, a Fancy Feast world in all seasons. And so the Tabby’s Place cats are fortified for whatever winter may bring.
When you’re grateful, you see the secret glitter on everything. When you’re grateful, your own purring is contagious.
It won’t appear on your calendar, but this is a very important season for cats, humans, and all assorted animals, vegetables, minerals and politicians. It is the three-week period after Election Day, the great window of mercy…the time when campaign ads are silenced.
When someone loves the Tabby’s Place cats, it makes me happy in my heart. When someone loves the Tabby’s Place cats so much that it bubbles over in words, it makes me very happy in my heart. And when someone’s words overflow into a grand guest blog post, I’m HIMH to the hilt.
Some things are so perfect, so magnificent, so very nearly heavenly, that to add to them would be criminal. This image, for instance. Or, the following update from Edward and Juju‘s Pa.
I intended this to be a happy-clappy post about adopted Tabby’s Place veterans. I anticipated making cracks about Doritos-flavored Mountain Dew and Oreo Churros. But once again, we’re betwixt and between the quick and the dead. Grizzled, glorious Sylvia has left this earth.