Beat the game
Atari was born c. 1972. Atari means “to hit a target.” Atari is associated with good luck.
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Beat the game
Atari was born c. 1972. Atari means “to hit a target.” Atari is associated with good luck.
Epilogues: March 2023
O! You wondrous creatures, you radiant Tabby’s Place residents! You are equally at home in winter and spring, dropping long-tailed poetry like petals across the month that makes seasons kiss. You Marched through our days as children of the Tabby’s Place promise, blossoms beloved simply because you are ours. You made us yours. And to […]
At the knee of a wise adoptee: As little as love
Bagel-brained editor’s note: When you see “At the knee of a wise adoptee,” you know: your author is an imbecile. No, no, no, that’s not quite right. Your author is an enthusiast who writes blogs in advance, so you shall remain entertained if she is kidnapped by pirates or brigands or Jeff Goldblum. Your author […]
Spill light
When you fall over (and it is “when,” not “if”), what do you spill out? Anger? Compassion? Resentment that you are not eating enough mini meatballs? (I will let you guess which two out of those three apply to cats.)
Epilogues: August 2022
To the naked eye, Tabby’s Place appears to be a cat sanctuary. A special cat sanctuary, certainly. One-of-a-kind. Sensational. Smitten with specifically those cats the world forgot. But Tabby’s Place is more than it appears: an outpost of love. A living, purring, peeing parable. A tumbler of timeless truths. And a place where August can […]
Epilogues: June 2014
Three million humans are expected to attend the Macy’s 4th of July Fireworks. Five hundred thousand humans will be at the Boston Pops Fireworks Spectacular. But the humans who are both rad and awesome are right here, checking out what went boom in the Tabby’s Place cats’ world this month.
Epilogues: May 2014
If you like to sing-a, say, about: 1. The moon-a 2. The June-a and/or 3. The spring-a, you are in luck. May has gone, The June-a has come, and it brings you cat tidings.
Epilogues: April
Tra-la… It’s May, which means spring is about to get real. We’re talking dogwoods. Tulips. Hydrangeas. And kittens. Baby kittens. Bring on the brain-liquefying, IQ-annihilating powers of kittens and their nuclear cuteness.