Epilogues: January 2025
Every month in Tabby’s Place history has been majestic. We are in the business of cats, so it cannot be otherwise. But January 2025 shines in a class of its own. Or rather, its Oram.
Forever Loved: Maxey
Maxey did not need a tail like a Disney squirrel. Maxey did not want a fearsome retrovirus. But somewhere between wants and needs, there is a soft place to land.
Epilogues: December 2024
Who is this swaggering stranger introducing itself as 2025? What did it do with 2024, or 1981 for that matter? Do cats follow any calendar, other than the primordial cycle of giblets and nuggets? And most importantly: how does Theodosia, age one hundred nine, remain untouched by years?