Alamo

Epilogues: September 2022

Summon the cymbals and tympanis of autumn. This, kittens, was The Month. I don’t mean the month in which fall fell into place, although that’s grand. I don’t mean the month in which  the universe bestowed us with Snoop Loopz cereal, although that’s transcendent. I don’t mean the month in which Tabby’s Place hosted both […]

Epilogues: August 2022

To the naked eye, Tabby’s Place appears to be a cat sanctuary. A special cat sanctuary, certainly. One-of-a-kind. Sensational. Smitten with specifically those cats the world forgot. But Tabby’s Place is more than it appears: an outpost of love. A living, purring, peeing parable. A tumbler of timeless truths. And a place where August can […]

Epilogues: July 2022

Show me your stars. Show me your stripes. Show me your scars from that most American of solemnities, Amazon Prime Day. (If you somehow escaped without an unexpected Echo, you are a stronger specimen than I.) Show me your love for the cats, loud and large and juicy as a peach. Actually, you already did. […]

Epilogues: January 2022

January hath given, and January hath taken away. January hath given us Zebra Cake ice cream, and January hath taken away all remaining laughable attempts by our species to appear dignified. January hath taken away our queen Betty White (and our gentle jester Louie Anderson, and our soaring bard Meat Loaf), and January hath given […]