Noisy makers
We are all, to a person, noisy. This applies to the introverts and the anchorites no less than the chandelier-swinging celebrants of social butterflication. The question is, what sort of noise will we make?
Guest post: The happy continues
All too easily, we can find ourselves following the white rabbit down into a warren of wallowing, worry, and woe. Not exactly wonderful. Not unreasonable or unseasonable, given the current times. But, also not the whole story. There’s always something fabulous and fun. There is always joy to be found, and come what may… THE […]
Easy, easy
Oh my goodness. Listen up, kittens. I have very big news. I’m pretty sure I’ve found the single most catlike man who ever trod the earth.
We are all Crime People
It’s not an election year (saints and angels be praised), but we’re always at an inflection point. Will we draw angry chalk lines on our driveways like petulant children, or will we remember that there’s no such thing as “them”?
Guest post: When nature calls
It is folly to ignore the cry when Nature calls. Now, get your heads out of the lavatory and out of doors instead. (No, not outhouses, and stop being so silly…for the moment.)
Guest post: Biblical proportions
Joshua is a warrior. The walls of Jericho have long since fallen, and the suite hallway is strictly off limits. But, as a fighter, Joshua just keeps on trying.
Guest post: A very Tabby’s medley
Take it from this fanilow, Barry Manilow’s oeuvre is just like cats (no, not the Andrew Lloyd Webber musical; the actual furbies). Each song is the favorite, and each song is the best.
Guest post: Cat-roma therapy
There are some wicked awesome things in this world. With Valentine’s Day recently passed, my house is stocked with quality candy at sensationally discounted prices (just wait until the day after Easter).
Guest post: Cattywumpus
You do it too. I know you do. Don’t feign misunderstanding. Fess up. Every single one of your cats has at least one ridiculous nickname (maybe a ridiculous actual name), and probably several nicknames, in fact. The one on my lap right now outrageously bears the given name of a physicist. Since Higgs hypothesized what […]
Guest post: Hot foot
Sitting with a wonderfully toasty heating pad wrapped around my right foot and Paul McCartney crooning about his love makes me feel all gooshy inside. Okay, not exactly gooshy, but nice. I like the song, despite the sappiness, and I really love the heating pad.