Epilogues: August 2018
There’s no beating around this bristly, brutal bush. August 2018 dealt some awfulness in extremis at Tabby’s Place.
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There’s no beating around this bristly, brutal bush. August 2018 dealt some awfulness in extremis at Tabby’s Place.
“April is the cruelest month.” – T.S. Eliot “T.S. Eliot is incorrect.” – Angela Hartley and 120 cats
What did February brew for you, kittens? Was it the seasonal equivalent of honey-lemon tea, accented with a pink marshmallow heart? Or was it a colander of questionably-colored snow?
Some cats cause predictions to fall out of our mouths the minute they arrive at Tabby’s Place. “He’s not going to be here very long at all.” “This little girl is probably going to get adopted right out of Quarantine.” But the funny thing about predictions is, they can be profoundly wrong.