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We’ve gone and done it again. By the time you read this post, the odds are we’ll have done it several times. We don’t regret a single one.
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We’ve gone and done it again. By the time you read this post, the odds are we’ll have done it several times. We don’t regret a single one.
Animated feature films run the gamut from inane to amazingly insightful and surprisingly realistic. They can be nauseatingly sweet. They can be heartbreakingly moving. Sometimes, one can be uproariously funny, or bordering on wildly inappropriate for the usual animation audience. There is a time and place and appropriate age group (3-30; 5-50; 70+, 9-90; 1-101;) […]
I have had many office mates during my 18 years at Tabby’s Place. Just to be clear, they were all feline. They have spanned a wide range of ages, personalities and special needs. They have been various combinations of elderly, young, friendly, scared, blind, FIV+, obese and undoubtedly other characteristics I am forgetting. Some wanted […]
There’s a very tiny squirrel with no tail in my local rodent community. Not a nubbin. Not a shnubbin. Not even a tuftlet of a hint of a bygone blump. She’s the runt. She’s the weirdo. She’s in a perpetual state of joy. She’s undeniably in charge. We are collectively, irrevocably, exuberantly in love with […]
The mailboxes at my condo complex are being replaced due to the fact that they are, and here I quote the venerable Association, “aging and have an inconsistent appearance.” That does not bode well for any of us.
Have you ever wanted to curl up in a fetal ball and never leave your bed again? Not the best idea. This world is filled with ups and downs. Sometimes, the downs feel like they’ll go on forever. Highly improbable. Besides, from our Earth-bound perspective (actually, probably from any perspective), there’s way the heck more […]
There are some secrets that are happy to be shared. For instance: 1) Every single walrus who ever lived, male or female, is named “Grandpapa.” 2) Some cats have a magic button between their ribs that, when scratched, causes their legs to salsa-dance. 3) We are all full royalty, made entirely out of stars.
January hath given, and January hath taken away. January hath given us Zebra Cake ice cream, and January hath taken away all remaining laughable attempts by our species to appear dignified. January hath taken away our queen Betty White (and our gentle jester Louie Anderson, and our soaring bard Meat Loaf), and January hath given […]
In a lovely kingdom Sixty miles from the sea There is a place called Tabby’s A place for you and me
Sing to me, oh resplendent reader. What are the lyrics running like children through your mind-yard today? Are you sure you meant to open the fence?