Epilogues: January 2025
Every month in Tabby’s Place history has been majestic. We are in the business of cats, so it cannot be otherwise. But January 2025 shines in a class of its own. Or rather, its Oram.
Singing to all
Setting: Tabby’s Place Managers’ Meeting. Our Founder & Executive Director assessed the state of the realm: “Walker* sings to all the girls.” Jonathan’s observation was accurate but incomplete.
Picklish
I just drank a soda that was “transformation flavored.” But if it’s growth I’m after, I should have just consulted Pickles Rosenberg, LSW.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Bad Hair
Everyone who has ever lived has had a bad hair day. Everyone who lived through the 1980s had a bad hair decade. For the record, I was very proud of my fairly long mullet, which was most punky when paired with short spikes on top. (No, you may not see a picture. No one can […]
It came upon a midnight Cleo
We may not all affix antlers to our SUVs. We may not all wear neon butterflies in our middle-aged hair. But every living creature wants to be seen. Even Cleopatra.
Raise yourself to your full height
There are some secrets that are happy to be shared. For instance: 1) Every single walrus who ever lived, male or female, is named “Grandpapa.” 2) Some cats have a magic button between their ribs that, when scratched, causes their legs to salsa-dance. 3) We are all full royalty, made entirely out of stars.