Bellacose
Tabby’s Place has several Suites. The Gastrointestinally Challenged One. The Weight Management One. And then there’s Suite B, perennially The One Where They’re Swinging From The Chandeliers.
Forever Loved: Flossie
Our requests were not granted. Our prayers were answered. Somehow this is all true.
Sparkles fly upward
If you were to ask Leo Tolstoy, spring is the time for new projects. If you were to ask Sparkly, Leo should have gotten a jump-start in winter.
Rampageous
April brought us a movie based on the classic arcade game Rampage. April brought us Fred, Dino and Snoop. There are no coincidences.
Guest Post: Forever Loved: Bianca
I don’t need to spend years with a cat to love her. I don’t even need months. I don’t need weeks. The length of a day becomes a luxury when time is limited. Hours can represent tiny lifetimes if you fill them with meaning. Such was my time with Bianca.
Epilogues: March 2018
“April is the cruelest month.” – T.S. Eliot “T.S. Eliot is incorrect.” – Angela Hartley and 120 cats
Mad unlocked
There are things you don’t believe until you do. And once you do, my sweet stars, do you ever believe.
Poesibilities
“What is for you will not pass you by.” I meditate on this. I cogitate on this. I stuff my hungry heart with this. I do not, however, remember this.
Life’s protest
We talk about Life more than usual this time of year. Perhaps it’s because we need it so desperately, weary of brown fields and whipping cold. Maybe it’s because Life itself starts getting fidgety and feisty around us, little yellow buds singing protest songs at a grim sky.