If a cat was here “within living memory,” that means there are people at today’s picnic table who knew them in person. We remember every detail. Our faces glow like bonfires as we tell you: His whiskers were as curly as a fancy French mustache. Her belly was softer than feathers. He knew the word […]
There is only one month of the year that makes a philosophical statement simply by existing: “May.” Fortunately, one hundred percent of cats make philosophical statements simply by existing.
His purr was a kazoo orchestra from another planet. His eyes were green apples, sweet and scampish. His love was the lantern that made everyone grin. Jack was too many miracles to fit in one box.
No. It’s too tempting. I am strong enough to resist. I am not going to write about Cinco de Meow. I am not going to write about Cinco de Meow. I am not going to … unless Juel asks me to.
Hang around Tabby’s Place, and you’ll hear peculiar things. “I need to squeeze six bladders before lunch.” “Half a salamander was found in Solarium B.” “We have a hostage situation in the back hallway. Hazey has the entire Junior Honor Society cornered. Negotiations have failed.” But there are three words you will never hear at […]
No one gets out of November unscathed: not you, not me, and not the star-crossed onions who gave their lives to surf your Aunt Lurlene’s green bean casserole. Elections cause feelings. Thanksgivings cause feelings. The last chrysanthemum falling to the ground? The poet trees turned naked as prose? Feelings. Feelings. Feelings. The only cure for […]
Some days were Smarties, and some were nefarious Necco wafers. Some cats let us dress them up in our love, and others let us dress them up like iridescent snails. But for all its ups and downs, at Tabby’s Place, October is always a treat.
Reality TV is overrated. Too many people, not enough cats. That’s where Tabby’s Place comes in.
The Pops, Grandpops, and miscellaneous Poppas and Pappys have been celebrated. The mortarboards have been thrown. The Strawberry Moon has set. June 2024 has been juiced to the last drop. The Tabby’s Place cats hereby welcome you to the Best Summer Ever.