Tilted halos
“Don’t call me a saint. I don’t want to be dismissed that easily.” – Dorothy Day “Call me anything you like. I’ll take care of not getting dismissed.” – Tucker
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Archetype, A Memorial
One Sunday, I had a particularly lovely visit with Honey. The next day, I wrote the original version of this blog. The day after, Honey journeyed through the veil, crossed the rainbow bridge, and passed beyond my sight.
Every day a Memorial Day
Gasp at fireworks. Squiggle veggie dogs with catsup. Frolic through the sprinkler. Give thanks. Just remember: at Tabby’s Place, every day is Memorial Day.
Epilogues: January 2024
Happy First and Last February Second of 2024! Maurice and his confrères welcome you to the new. Cats love new years. They love them so much, they celebrate them on a rolling basis. But cats hate resolutions. They hate them so much, they are here to save us from them, at great personal cost.
Guest Post: Forever Loved: Josie
Sometimes, when you least expect it, life brings you an unexpected gift. In time, the gift becomes a treasure. Josie was my unexpected gift.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Remember
People forget that sweets were once only slightly sweet and not cloying. People forget that bug-song can be as beautiful as birdsong. People forget to stop and listen to the sound of the world, to catch a soft scene on the breeze, to breathe. Cats remember. Human habits are built around all that we must […]
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Lost, in Translation
It’s not always easy to make oneself seen, heard, and understood. Sometimes it just feels too overwhelming and too exhausting to try. But, this is the very heart of what every individual wants and needs. Of course, if you were a particularly adorable, exceedingly sweet, young cat, being seen would mean everything. If you were, […]
An overabundance of Josie
Where did you come by it? You know you have it. It’s the fire in your belly. It’s the lilac in your garden. It’s the Zebra Cake in your pantry. It’s — although you would never personally use this expression for it — your “overabundance of empathy.” It’s your greatest strength, your greatest trial, and […]
War no more
She has come to the riverside. She has run free and naked from her armor. She ain’t gonna study war no more.
Epilogues: January 2023
Never let anyone tell you that cats are immune to New Year’s resolutions. The moment applications opened to drive the Oscar Meyer Wienermobile, the Tabby’s Place cats instantly, collectively developed goals. Resolved to support them, I have just signed 100 reference letters.