Saints and souls and sweets
I saw Batman on the bypass this morning. I saw Oram in Suite FeLV. I don’t need to explain which was more exciting.
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I saw Batman on the bypass this morning. I saw Oram in Suite FeLV. I don’t need to explain which was more exciting.
The following is an under-reported truth, buried under less important stories by more eminent media outlets. But that’s why you turn to Tabby’s Place for the real, wriggly deal. And here it is: cats have mixed feelings about Halloween.
Decades before there were lollipops stuffed with bubble gum or chocolate taffy, an entrepreneur created square hard candies that were individually wrapped in cellophane. He called them Charms. This changed my life forever. For my father’s mother, Charms were a little something to moisten her mouth, a little treat for a grandchild. For her, every […]
It is never easy to write a “Forever Loved,” not even those times when the words just pour out. And this is not one of those times. When it comes to Wonton, words come, get all jumbled up, and skitter off in all directions. They are as afraid of being recognized by humans as Wonton […]
Where did you learn to crawl? Where did you learn to walk? Where will you learn to crawl again? Where will you be when you learn how much Fergie hates the song Fergalicious?
What if nobody knew your birthday? Would you never celebrate? Or would you continually celebrate? Would you cease to exist? Or would you exist at ten times your actual size?
When autumn rolls in, things get cooking. Literally. With the orchards full of apples and a chill in the air, it’s time to bake cakes and make applesauce. It’s also time to get cozy. What better to get cozy than by snuggling with cats? There are two remarkable cats who have made a big splash […]
What if we all sat around the fireplace and pulled oysters and pearls from our week? The cats would strongly prefer that we pull all the catfish out of all the bayous and dance like Kokopelli around the bonfire, but they’ll accept this pale substitution.
I love Polly. It’s true. I love Polly, and I don’t care who knows. Wait, that’s not quite right. I love Polly, and I want everyone to know, so that you’ll all love her, too.
There are always things you can do to make yourself feel better. Anyone who tells you otherwise is lying, wrong, and/or has never touched an actual cat.