You, the radiant creature reading these words, may have any number of hats or titles or vocations or stations. You may be a Dunkin’ Donuts manager. You may be the sultan of Brunei. You may be a grandpop. You may sell yellow legal pads. You may be skimming this on your phone between lunch and […]
This has not been a normal holiday season. Fortunately, Tabby’s Place contains precisely zero normal cats, normal humans, or normal salamanders. (I can neither confirm nor deny the underground salamander kingdom of Tabby’s Place, nor their effective rule over the rest of us.)
If witches have “familiars” (cats, toads, bats, senators, etc.), we — whatever we are at Tabby’s Place — have “peculiars.” Halloween has come. Halloween has gone. All Saints and All Souls have made their annual appearance. But holidays are perpetual at the Place called Tabby’s, and we’re rich in treats and tricksters, holy mischief-makers and […]