We are fast approaching two of the coolest days on the calendar. No, not Mischief Night and Halloween. All Saints and All Souls.
Few among us would say we’ve been having the time of our lives at this particular time in history. But it’s the time we’ve been given — the only one. Isn’t it time we made the best of it? Where has expert timing taken care of you, even now, especially now?
I’ve been thinking about freedom, and not just because of recent holidays (Independence Day, infinite Hamilton happiness, inevitable annual whinefests about Other People’s Fireworks, etc.). I’ve been thinking that I don’t think we always remember what freedom is about. I’ve been thinking that, if I’m gonna be free, I want the freedom of cats. Specifically, […]
This is no ordinary Memorial Day. But in the quiet, without fireworks and frankfurters and fetes of over 25 humans, we remember.
In times of sadness, we search for sweetness. Good to know that sweetness is always searching for us, too.
I had no idea, when I wrote Puzzle’s piece, that last week would be his last. “Here I am!” he cried, triumphant, to the end. “Yet I live!” he sings now, even now.
For some things, 2 months is a whole lifetime. Fruit flies only live for 14 days, and many species of mayflies live just 24 hours. For them, 2 months would be an eternity, but for most of us, 2 months is a blink of an eye. Although the last 2 months went by so fast, […]
If you hang around Tabby’s Place for any length of time, you will unavoidably encounter the word “shmoldie.” Repeatedly. Inescapably. Inexplicably.
For a cat contained in a hospital, Miriam was a far-ranging voyager. It’s still hard to grasp that she’s begun her last voyage.