If you want to be with it, go little and local. Local produce. Local economy. Local artists. Think global, act local, be hipstery in the happiest ways. Lucky you: Tabby’s Place has a bumper crop of artisinal organic heirloom cats.
I’m of the belief that, if someone has a hat with 19,000 Twitter followers, we’d be wise to listen to that someone. Accordingly, thus saith Pharrell: “Happiness is the truth.” OK, the same Pharrell also said, “I’m a hot air balloon that could go to space.” But let’s stick with that happiness thing.
In one sense, the answer to this post’s title* is obviously “no.”
Mashed taters: eaten. Great uncles and aunties: kissed. November: accomplished.
Tabby’s Place likes when people adopt cats. We love it when people adopt two cats. We soar into beatific rapture when people adopt three cats.
October 2013 gave us many gifts. Leaves the color of honey. Sweater weather. The monumental cultural achievement of Bad Grandpa.
It has come. October. But before we can properly begin the month of Tabby’s Place’s 10th anniversary and our 1st Halloween in three years without a major natural disaster, we’ve got some ‘splaining to do about September.