Epilogues: October 2025
Every October is a showboat. Not just every month boasts warty gourds, pumpkin-scented toilet paper, and toddlers dressed as Beetlejuice. But October 2025, you turned the fabulous up to ten.
Every October is a showboat. Not just every month boasts warty gourds, pumpkin-scented toilet paper, and toddlers dressed as Beetlejuice. But October 2025, you turned the fabulous up to ten.
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 […]
Editor’s note: I’m thrilled to deliver you another special goodie today. Tabby’s Place’s volunteers have always been astonishing, and their awesomeness is undiminished by distance in this time of quarantine. In the days ahead, you’ll be treated to gorgeous guest posts from phenomenal human beings. And, of course, the inescapable ramblings of one daft Development […]
Editor’s note: Welcome to a new week, kittens. I pray and trust you’re finding your way and finding your peace, and I’m grateful you keep finding your way here in these most peculiar days. Today, you are in for a special treat, courtesy of one of the kindest, coolest volunteers you will ever love. Going […]
I’ve been hemming and hawing over how much to talk about it here. You know, that thing. That pandemic.
Whereas: January has ended. Whereas: February is a mini-month, even when it leaps. Resolved: Winter is on the run.
Did you eat local at every farm market? Did you “fweeeee!” around every Ferris wheel? Did you summer your summer to the summaximum?
Farmers have their markets. Carnies have their carousels. And we, we have our kittens by the quintillions.