Editor’s note: As we ache for our volunteers, visitors, and assorted friends/buddies/pals of two species, the next best thing to a visit is a guest blog post. Thank you, dearest Sue, for this beautiful missive. Fellow volunteers and other valiant Tabby’s Place people: if a blog post is percolating within you, hit me up. You […]
Tell me true, kittens: have you hit a day yet? Have you suddenly, innocently, inexplicably found yourself shook and shattered and shaken from all the shelters you’d fashioned for yourself in the time of pandemic? Me, too. Also Talena.
How are you holding up, kittens? Are you seeking the good? Are you finding sparks of light? Are you running down the street in your pajamas howling while clutching your favorite cat and your last roll of toilet paper and screaming “KENNNNNNNY ROOOOGGGERS!” Or are you a little of all the above?
It’s my earnest hope that you’re finding inspiration in all manner of windows right now.
We are remarkable creatures, you and me. That’s not only because we’re exceptionally good-looking and sweet-smelling and love cats more than air. It’s because we’re human beans.
I’ve been hemming and hawing over how much to talk about it here. You know, that thing. That pandemic.
Everything has changed. Nothing has changed. We have a choice in how we’ll be changed.
First things first: nobody knows exactly where this all goes. Not you. Not me. Not even, on this rare occasion, the cats.