Once upon a time, in the not-so-very long ago, a reasonably young couple moved to a convenient, in-between-where-they-needed-to-be-separately-during-the-day place. This first shared residence was a very small, very rented, very temporary townhouse that was made complete by the addition of a tortie 15-week-old and a tuxedo 2-year-old of the feline species.
A long time ago, I was supposed to write a short story about a person whom we’ll call Bean and a very small, magic closet. The closet’s magic was in the manner of Mary Poppins’ carpet bag – seemingly bottomless and home to more items than can be imagined, far more than its size would […]
I do not regret to inform you that things are not getting worse. I repeat: the situation is not deteriorating rapidly. Kids these days are not kidnapping all that is good and right. All of us kids are going to be alright.
Have you ever wanted to curl up in a fetal ball and never leave your bed again? Not the best idea. This world is filled with ups and downs. Sometimes, the downs feel like they’ll go on forever. Highly improbable. Besides, from our Earth-bound perspective (actually, probably from any perspective), there’s way the heck more […]
Imagine riding shotgun in a blue Ford Explorer on I-95 N, just past Exit 17 for Saugatuck, CT, with a live version of Misunderstanding by Genesis playing on Classic Rewind on SiriusXM. If you’re of an age, or aware for other reasons, you might take a mental trip back to Live Aid, and Phil Collins […]
There are two things that readers of this blog should know very well. There are no ordinary cats. This is no ordinary time.
As proven by its occasional rhapsodizing about Alan Alda and One Direction, this blog is not generally pinned to the pulse of celebrity news. But this week’s star sorrow demands a response. The world has lost its beloved Black Panther, Chadwick Boseman.
Hey, you. Who do you think you are?
We humans are hopelessly “gifted” at flinging our own interpretations and insecurities onto the cats. And so we wring our hands over the overlooked.
True fact: you may, someday, be more renowned than Taylor Swift. Equally true fact: you may labor and love in obscurity for all of your days. Most factual fact: either way, you’re in good company.