If you read Felis Catus on the regular, you know: we do our Epilogues on the first Friday of the month. That’s Friday as in tomorrow, as in, not today. However, there’s news of Jurassic proportions barreling our way tomorrow. We don’t want to unveil this epic information before it’s officially hatched, though, hence the […]
It is a cat’s prerogative to change her mind. Let’s say you’ve swooned for wet food all your days. But one day, you take a look at that glop and say, “by George, this smells like excrement.” It is your right to hate wet food from this moment forward. Maybe you’ve flown into a rage […]
It’s over, homies. The worst of winter. The chalky cavalcade of Conversation Hearts. The days without daffodils. And your wait for the cats’ monthly wrap-up.
Now is not the winter of our discontent. Now is not yet the triumphal procession towards spring. Now is the holy roll of ordinary time at Tabby’s Place.