Leave no cat unloved
“New” is notable. “New” makes lists. “New” sells. “Old” waits. “Old” knows. “Old” holds onto keepsakes. You are reading this because you hold hands with “old.”
“New” is notable. “New” makes lists. “New” sells. “Old” waits. “Old” knows. “Old” holds onto keepsakes. You are reading this because you hold hands with “old.”
She was the girl with no name. When no one can call you, anyone can devour you.
What is this all about? We are in the season of moonshadows and miracles. I do not mean summer.
What is the Linda Fund? The Linda Fund is the friend who shows up with a torch in your darkness, smiling and calming and kind. The Linda Fund is the answer to questions we’re often too scared to ask. The Linda Fund is the triumph of love over despair. The Linda Fund is happening today.
What am I trying to tell you when I blog? What are we trying to say when we beg your mercy, your emotions, and your donations? What is the Linda Fund really all about?
How can we thank you enough, when your love is too lavish for words? How can we thank you properly, when your passion for the cats has burst all bounds to save the fading and strengthen the weak?
I don’t know about you, kittens, but I’m at the breaking point. Breaking news. Shattering stories. From every screen, every speaker, it just…keeps…shouting. Some of it is news. Some of it is smoke. All of it is exhausting. It’s time we said “ENOUGH YET ALREADY!” and broke some news of our own.
The Linda Fund, that is. I rarely ask for donations in this space, but you bet your bouncy-house I’m gonna do so today. And I have help.
You’re not that weak. You don’t really need adorable photos to melt you down to goodness. But come Shameless Linda Fund Season, you bet I’m weak enough to resort to that anyway.
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.