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.)
Heartbroken preface: One of the gifts and hazards of writing this blog a bit in advance is that I can’t know what tomorrow knows. On the “yesterday” when these words hit the blank screen, Fiesta’s party prevailed at full volume. On the “today” when tears hit my keyboard, our tiny merry-maker has already gone on […]
Abandon all fear of abandonment, ye who enter Tabby’s Place. You might want to double up on the absurdity and audacity, but taking “all fear of abandonment” out of your knapsack should make extra room for those, as well as liverwurst, which you will also need.
Recently, while on a dishes and laundry shift, two teenage volunteers were talking about something far beyond me: a group of pop culture icons and something the icons collectively didn’t do, then one of them did or didn’t do something else. I dunno. The important thing is the group experienced some change over time, and […]
In the beforetimes, there were articles making the rounds about how Millennials (or Gen Y, or Z, or some group of youths…I dunno, really) weren’t dating the way “we” (X’ers, Boomers, and prior generations) did. Committing to a cup of coffee at any time prior to the actual time of, “Hey, wanna grab a cup […]
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 […]
All too often, the tales we are told, the perspectives we are shown, have their foundation in the dark, in the evils that really bad people do. We read stories, see photos, watch videos that all share a familiar narrative thread: Why are people so awful? There is no good left in the world anymore. […]
It seems likely that even our most sheltered readers (yes, humans need shelter too!) have at least a smidgen of Spanish words en su volcabulario…ahem..in their vocabulary. Considering the vast swaths of the western hemisphere that consist of Spanish-speaking nations, it would be surprising if that weren’t the case. Piñata might be the most fun […]
All twelve days of Christmas are long over. It is still winter. Much is over; much is yet to come.
We all have atrocious days. Sometimes they make up a whole week…or more.