We’re at that time of year when weight obsession — following the glut of year-end and start of the year festivities — has wasted away to practically nothing. We’re on the cusp of the time of the year when the full girth of weight obsession will begin again, as we move past thinking of warming […]
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.
Oh my goodness. Listen up, kittens. I have very big news. I’m pretty sure I’ve found the single most catlike man who ever trod the earth.
Ours is a world of worries. The climate is changing. Human nature is not changing. There’s a hot blob off the coast of New Zealand. Unsavory characters have been stealing enormous statuettes of Snoop Dogg.
Volunteering at our beloved sanctuary is a treat and privilege. Service to the kitties is its own reward, but it doesn’t stop there. Cats give back.
Joshua is a warrior. The walls of Jericho have long since fallen, and the suite hallway is strictly off limits. But, as a fighter, Joshua just keeps on trying.
As summer bakes us and steams us until we plead for mercy from its grip and for more air conditioning, we know there is a reprieve. We don’t even have to wait for the blissful cool of autumn to find the kind of cool that can bring us back to our heat-muddle senses. I’m talking […]
Take it from this fanilow, Barry Manilow’s oeuvre is just like cats (no, not the Andrew Lloyd Webber musical; the actual furbies). Each song is the favorite, and each song is the best.
Mu (μ) is the friction constant (it’s a physics thing). Constant mew can cause immense friction (it’s a cat thing).
C.S. Lewis once compared cats to Pharisees, which is essentially saying what we know to be true. So, when Lewis said, “You Can Never Get A Cup of Tea Large Enough or A Book Long Enough to Suit Me,” it’s clear he was talking about feline paralysis.