The big Finale
Tabby’s Place cared about Finale before she believed us. We cared, with no guarantee that she would ever believe us. Love does not come with guarantees, but love does not care about that.
Epilogues: December 2024
Who is this swaggering stranger introducing itself as 2025? What did it do with 2024, or 1981 for that matter? Do cats follow any calendar, other than the primordial cycle of giblets and nuggets? And most importantly: how does Theodosia, age one hundred nine, remain untouched by years?
Epilogues: September 2024
When you are a Tabby’s Place cat, you infuse every square inch of time with importance. There are no mundane months around here. Yet even our gourds and ladies know: there is something about October.