We try to keep it real on this blog. That said, if you ever hear me utter the words “I’m keepin’ it real,” please take me gently by the hand and take me to a quiet room where you can apply duct tape to my mouth (preferably glitter duct tape).
I must renounce and repudiate one of my earlier statements. I am now convinced that we are, in fact, living out the Book of Revelation.
I don’t know….would you want to go back to start this year over? Sure would be nice to never have heard the words “COVID-19,” or “social distancing,” or “stay at home,”, “face masks.” And the last few weeks? Well, that’s a blog for another forum, not here, not by me.
Editor’s note: I’m overjoyed to introduce Tabby’s Place’s newest staff member, Jae. As you’re about to see, Jae is both a gifted writer and a true friend to our cats. We — feline and human — are delighted to have Jae on our team! — A.H.
Don’t let commercials about rich people getting Christmas Cadillacs make you cynical. These are, in fact, the days of miracle and wonder. And I’ve got 120 cats to back me up.
There’s nothing — absolutely nothing — wrong with a Festive Holiday Gathering(TM). But let’s be real (since this is the internet, the safest possible place for sincerity): sometimes such shindigs are a mile wide and an inch deep.
The clocks are changing. The colors are changing. And you and me and 125 cats…we’re changing, too.
If you’re reading this post, you’re doing July right. Before you can properly celebrate Independence Day, Bastille Day, and Tapioca Pudding Day, you must know how the cats spent all the days of June.
If you read Felis Catus on the regular, you know: we do our Epilogues on the first Friday of the month. That’s Friday as in tomorrow, as in, not today. However, there’s news of Jurassic proportions barreling our way tomorrow. We don’t want to unveil this epic information before it’s officially hatched, though, hence the […]
By the time you read this post, nerd prom will be over, the madding crowd will be far away, and a big green chap and his gangsters will be avenging on our behalf.* But much more importantly, things will have happened. They will have happened…because cats made them happen.