This can be a funny time of year. Not funny-ha-ha; funny like Election Day, or hemorrhoids, or ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife.
He came to us after one hurricane. He left us on the eve of another. Like the wind we can’t see coming or going, Hobbes has flown from our grasp.
You can learn a lot when you listen. This year alone, we’ve learned that what kind of funk is gon’ give it to ya. We’ve learned that someone, somewhere, thought we needed a second Paul Blart: Mall Cop movie. And we’ve learned that cats are sheep are cats.
It’s the cusp of a shiny new year. As we toast these waning hours of 2014, let’s sing for old friends…and one wondrous new guest blogger.
Well, do you? It is not Feliz Navidad. It is not an ad for footie pajamas. It is…
You and I have gotten to know each other rather well in this space, kittens. As a result, I know one of your greatest longings this holiday season.
Friends, homies and countrymen, today I am pleased to introduce you to a volunteer of many marvels. Feast your hearts on the prose and passions of one fabulous Florie:
Twenty-nine out of thirty Awesome Humans have a ready answer to the following question. What makes your cat truly special?
There are people who scare you: dictators, axe murderers, Ronald McDonald. There are people who evoke your sympathy: starving people, lonely people, people enslaved by warlords or warlocks. Then there are the people who fall into both categories simultaneously.
Maybe this month’s round-up is delayed because the Tonight Show just moved back to New York. Maybe this month’s round-up is delayed because New Jersey has gotten so much snow that road crews are actually pouring actual pickle juice on the roads in a fiesta of frozen brine.* Maybe this month’s round-up is delayed because […]