October 2013 gave us many gifts. Leaves the color of honey. Sweater weather. The monumental cultural achievement of Bad Grandpa.
October 16th was National Feral Cat Day. October 16th was also Boss’s Day. Coincidence?*
Maybe you’ve done things you aren’t proud of. Maybe you habitually use more paper towels than required for the task at hand. Maybe you spent all four years of high school pushing the sousaphone players around. Maybe you write nasty anonymous letters to Donald Trump. It’s okay. You are hereby liberated from the tyranny of […]
When words are few and hearts raw, God provides. This week, provision came in the form of letters from little people.
You won’t make it long in this world if you don’t have friends. There’s no Words With Yourself. Joe Cocker didn’t get by with a little help from his self. Anne of Green Gables wasn’t searching for a bosom self. You gotta have friends. Fortunately, the Tabby’s Place cats have you covered.
There are three Adoption Rooms at Tabby’s Place: cozy nooks fit for lucky handfuls of cats. Behind door #3 are the little old ladies. Behind door #2 are Max, Trey and his lady. And behind door #1…well, there you’ll find the wild women of Tabby’s Place.