Epilogues: April 2018
“It’s gonna be May.” – Justin Timberlake “It already is.” – Angela Hartley and 120 cats
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“It’s gonna be May.” – Justin Timberlake “It already is.” – Angela Hartley and 120 cats
Living, breathing, feeling creatures are never as simple as they seem. This kind of complexity can be positive. It can be negative. Or, it can be downright Eva.
Tabby’s Place has a room for kittens, exotically called The Kitten Room. Tabby’s Place has a window from aforementioned Kitten Room directly into the center of our Lobby. Tabby’s Place has gotten used to visitors peering into The Kitten Room from the Lobby and declaring, “There are no kittens in your Kitten Room anymoaaahhh.”
What did February brew for you, kittens? Was it the seasonal equivalent of honey-lemon tea, accented with a pink marshmallow heart? Or was it a colander of questionably-colored snow?
Wait. Did we not just epp a log? We did. But that’s because I’m a dunderhead. So dance around in your dungarees, you January-jousting kittens; it’s time for another month in review.
If you’re reading this post, you’re doing July right. Before you can properly celebrate Independence Day, Bastille Day, and Tapioca Pudding Day, you must know how the cats spent all the days of June.
If you read Felis Catus on the regular, you know: we do our Epilogues on the first Friday of the month. That’s Friday as in tomorrow, as in, not today. However, there’s news of Jurassic proportions barreling our way tomorrow. We don’t want to unveil this epic information before it’s officially hatched, though, hence the […]