The sister-hoodie
They’ve had a lifetime of slumber parties. They speak fluent “twin-speak.” And now, Sprite and Fanta are ready to spill the biggest secret of all.
They’ve had a lifetime of slumber parties. They speak fluent “twin-speak.” And now, Sprite and Fanta are ready to spill the biggest secret of all.
You don’t need me to remind you how hard it is to be a person. Especially in winter. Especially this winter. Being a person is excruciating. Being a person is exquisite. But being a Tabby’s Place person means never having to face anything alone. And being a Tabby’s Place cat means taking care of the people who […]
Autumn is in the eyes of the beholder. Is it homework, or cardigans with pockets big enough to carry kittens? Is it decay, or farm stands selling warty gourds with googly eyes? Is it the last belch of the year, or a belated beginning?
Fear and sorrow are jagged boulders, bigger than any one of us. Love is larger than all of us put together. And when love puts us all together, there’s no limit to what — or who — we can lift.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry that, by titling this post as it is titled, I’ve infected your brain with the Fanta commercial song.
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 […]
By the time you read this post, nerd prom will be over, the madding crowd will be far away, and a big green chap and his gangsters will be avenging on our behalf.* But much more importantly, things will have happened. They will have happened…because cats made them happen.