Jerome for the home
Abandon all decorum, ye who enter here. This is Jerome‘s home, and we are but guests.
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Jerome for the home
Abandon all decorum, ye who enter here. This is Jerome‘s home, and we are but guests.
Epilogues: August 2023
There must be some hidden hoard of helium in the walls of Tabby’s Place. How else to explain the ups and downs of August, our hearts bobbing like airships?
Epilogues: July 2023
As August ambushes July with a Super Soaker, we’re feeling ruffled in Ringoes. Cats are reasonable. They do not expect life to be a constant stream of meat products. They accept that sometimes the best they can do is a burger made of twenty slices of cheese. But no one at Tabby’s Place can accept […]
Guest post: Senioritis
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.
Your best Chloe
There is a robust debate as to which human popularized the phrase “living my best life.” Contenders range from Snoop Dogg to Joel Osteen, with a strong case to be made for Oprah. But at Tabby’s Place, we know with absolute certainty where the phrase truly originated: cats.
Gratuitous cat photos: Heat emergency edition
Do not adjust your monitors. It is not The Holiday Season. This is a legitimate, urgent, bona fide usage of the Emergency Gratuitous Cat Photos System. Circumstances have dictated that we pelt you with pictures immediately. What circumstances? The cats have melted.
Epilogues: May 2019
Let it never be said that May is monotone. Stuff went down this past month, kittens. Billy Ray Cyrus returned to the radio, achy-breaking all of our ears if not our spirits. The President of the United States of America presented a very large trophy to a very large man at the Grand Sumo tournament. […]
Epilogues: March 2019
We came. We marched fourth. We marched thirty-first, even. And now, we shall April.
Epilogues: December 2017
Oh, frisky feisty January. You are longer than your 31 days, starting with fireworks and ending with “finally!” You are the time for cold crunch under our feet and Christmas leftovers gone crusty. You are the month of few holidays and generally muted merriment. But those who live among cats have all the frisk and […]