Dusted
From dust we came, and to dust we shall return. That’s the merry message of Ash Wednesday.
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Epilogues: May 2018
Good things happen in June. Good things also happen in eleven other months, but there’s something about June that just makes you want to…sing-a. Especially when it starts on a Friday, and you’re alive, and you live in a world in which cats exist.
The eyes of age
It’s a quote that stays compelling even after it’s been Pinterested to death: “Comparison is the thief of joy.”
Baby New Year x125
2016 was a doer of some dastardly deeds. The New Year is still nearly formless and void. But a very good spirit is hovering over the waters here. It is the spirit…of birthday cake.
Mud-slingers
Now this is just ridiculous. People seeking the highest office in the land may call each other losers and liars, but even they have the good sense not to excrete upon their opponents. Cats have no such decorum.
Veterans’ way
This week in the U.S., we honor those who served. This week every second of every hour of every day at Tabby’s Place, we honor those who serve are served.
Blazing blues
I thought I knew about the blues. I thought I wasn’t wild about the blues. Now I think I was a dunderhead.
You gotta have friends
You won’t make it long in this world if you don’t have friends. There’s no Words With Yourself. Joe Cocker didn’t get by with a little help from his self. Anne of Green Gables wasn’t searching for a bosom self. You gotta have friends. Fortunately, the Tabby’s Place cats have you covered.