Epilogues: May 2014
If you like to sing-a, say, about: 1. The moon-a 2. The June-a and/or 3. The spring-a, you are in luck. May has gone, The June-a has come, and it brings you cat tidings.
Epilogues: April
Tra-la… It’s May, which means spring is about to get real. We’re talking dogwoods. Tulips. Hydrangeas. And kittens. Baby kittens. Bring on the brain-liquefying, IQ-annihilating powers of kittens and their nuclear cuteness.
Epilogues: March 2014
We did it, kittens. We marched forth. We outlasted the year that seemed like always winter and never Christmas. And now, Aslan is on the move. Now, wild dingoes couldn’t keep us from blooming.
Epilogues: February 2014
Sometimes 28 days can feel like the longest month of the year. This was no ordinary February.
Gratitudus maximus
I’ve always thought Thanksgiving is the purest holiday. The cats agree. Our reasons differ.