Silver gold Valerie
How do you become an icon? Do you vault over peasants like potatoes? Do you leap neighbors like toadstools, excelsior ever upwards? Or do you curl as small as a shrimp, pink with secret poetry?
How do you become an icon? Do you vault over peasants like potatoes? Do you leap neighbors like toadstools, excelsior ever upwards? Or do you curl as small as a shrimp, pink with secret poetry?
The Tabby’s Place cats voted, and it was unanimous. October is the best month. It’s Tabby’s Place’s anniversary. It’s so spooky and shivery that “cuddling cats” becomes non-negotiable. It’s when the world turns the color of processed cheese.
Five words. Ten syllables. That comprises the entirety of the mission at Tabby’s Place: A Cat Sanctuary: Saving cats from hopeless situations. The mission could be more detailed. It doesn’t need to be. The mission could express so much more. It doesn’t have to. The mission could be neither more poignant nor profound: Saving cats […]
Twenty years. It’s the lifespan of a fortunate cat. It’s the approximate length of a Meat Loaf song. It’s childhood, with a little extra padding. It’s the age of Tabby’s Place.
Everyone knows we only take cats from hopeless situations. Everyone knows we only take cats who need us like the ocean needs the moon. But you should also know: we only take beautiful cats.
We have not provided Oysters Rockefeller. Fairy stories about cold pizza remain myths. Yet Ash experiences every experience as a love letter.
Outer space is vast. Spaces are vastly important. Every being in existence needs a space in which to live, to breathe, to move, to thrive. Every being needs space to rejuvenate, to rest, to relish, to call home. The challenge lies in the sheer numbers of beings of so many species that need to find […]
You don’t need me to tell you that this world is bouncy. The word sounds so friendly until you fall off the seesaw.
Rawlings came back, but Rawlings came back. It’s enough to make you twirl your mustache like a cartoon villain, minus the villainy.