“They” tell me it is now Meteorological Autumn.
“They” say kitten season is on the wane.
But the great, proverbial “they” don’t know a thing about the endless summer of cats.
But you do, kittens — and so do our galumphing hordes of newsy beasts:
Banished to Ringworm: NOOOOOOO ONE.
Promoted to the Community Room: Eek, Romy, Michele
Promoted to Heaven: Dutch (frail kitten who was scarcely with us an hour — but oh, we loved him), Bonnie
Scientific Theorems Discovered: KittEek’s Law, or The Law Of Conservation Of Black Cats With White Whiskers In One Particular Corner Of The Community Room. No sooner had one Kitty been adopted than one Eek absorbed her exact square foot of Community Room real estate. Go ‘head, see if your physics teacher knows that one.
Now go on and Sep your Tember. All of Tabby’s Place is cheering you on.