The Wolf of Route 202
You may think you’ve heard this story before. You may rub your eyes to be sure you haven’t seen this face before.
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You may think you’ve heard this story before. You may rub your eyes to be sure you haven’t seen this face before.
This is the time of many seasons. The season of twinkly lights. The season of smiling (which is my favorite, too). The season of pfefferneuse and Nativity scenes and peace on earth everywhere except the mall.
Where did your cat come from? This is not a trick question. OK, this is not a trick question in the same way that Anchorman is not a masterpiece and Cinnabons are not lethal. Which is to say, of course, that it totally is.
Every cat with a pulse is, to use a technical scientific term, “alive.” Some cats, however, are more alive than average. Such a life force is Mimi.
October 16th was National Feral Cat Day. October 16th was also Boss’s Day. Coincidence?*
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.