Personality plus
At Tabby’s Place, we try to maintain a modicum of decorum. Translation: we do not literally swing from chandeliers. Metaphorically, all bets are off. Translation: WHEEEEEE!
At Tabby’s Place, we try to maintain a modicum of decorum. Translation: we do not literally swing from chandeliers. Metaphorically, all bets are off. Translation: WHEEEEEE!
Blissfully back inside Tabby’s Place, I am now one of the hands-on volunteers who get to sweep, mop, stock, and do all manner of cleaning and tasks that need lots of doing, all day, every day. (The cats wish I were a feeder, but they have that wish of all of the people they see […]
Pucker up, kittens. It’s time to squeeze a fresh glass of fun and get ourselves all gaudy.
I want you to yawn into this new day with tingling expectation. I want you to be confident that today is both the first and the best day of your life. I want you to be a Community Cat.
“OM” – classic and concise. “Oh, mama, papa, buy me pizza” — often used in my youth, now in disuse (“oh, no, I gotta buy my own pizza,” and “oh, hubby-wubby, buy me pizza,” just don’t have the same ring).
I am the proud owner of a fascinator. Whether or not this is literally true for you, this is utterly true for you.
You’re not imagining it. Today the world is a little less colorful, less ragged, less funny. Two geriatric grey giants have departed, taking a kaleidoscope of colors with them.
“Don’t panic!” Words on the cover of The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams. “Don’t panic! Adjust!” Concise, prosaic words from my high school gym teacher that have stuck with me these very many years since that thankfully brief period.
Quick: tell me your favorite words of all time. I’ll go first: Beloved. Ubiquitous. Delightful. Ginormous. Luminous. Irrevocable. Mine all happen to describe cats.
Come ye, kittens, to our monthly wrap-up, and I shall show ye great and terrible things from the furthest realms. Which is to say, cats, in galumphing abundance, from the strangest town in central New Jersey.