Epilogues: September 2016
In one of the greatest books of all time, one of the greatest characters of all time said, “I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” That makes two of us, Anne Shirley. After all, Octobers include cats.
Fisticuffs yield to forever
In the mathematics of life, usually wonderful + wonderful = wonderfuller. Usually.
Rest from their labors
For the fruits of your labors, the Tabby’s Place cats thank you. You donate. You share our stories. You pray. You love. You labor your legwarmers off…and your labors do not go unnoticed.
Epilogues: July 2016
If you have been, say, looking for some hot stuff, baby, this evening; perhaps even looking for some hot stuff, baby, tonight; this July has surely pleased you. The news was incendiary. The temperatures were ghost-peppery. And the cats were sizzling.
Losing power
Sometime after Snowtober, we got funny about power at Tabby’s Place. Not the kind that corrupts. Not the power of the people. Not even the power to change. Just that simple, sacred power that keeps our light bulbs lit and our Pop Tarts toasty.
Absolute power
Some humans convened this week. Other humans will convene next week. On a scale from “the 1%” to “yuuuuuuge”, the cats’ level of caring is smaller than the margin of error.