No one gets out of November unscathed: not you, not me, and not the star-crossed onions who gave their lives to surf your Aunt Lurlene’s green bean casserole. Elections cause feelings. Thanksgivings cause feelings. The last chrysanthemum falling to the ground? The poet trees turned naked as prose? Feelings. Feelings. Feelings. The only cure for […]
Someone once said, “If you want to know who somebody is, watch what they do when there’s nothing to do.” What do they do when it’s too early for the movie? What do they do in the waiting room with no magazines? What do they do on an extended stay in Suite D? Ask Mr. […]
Editor’s note: I cannot keep up with these cats. Seven seconds after I write about them, they get adopted. I regret nothing. – AT Sarcasm may get the big laughs. But the marinara goofus gets the big win.
I want to believe that everyone I love will remain young. Of course my mother is still thirty-five. She is every bit as thirty-five as she was when she packed my peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwiches. Of course Angelo is still a youth. He is not a seventeen year old cat so much as a seventeen year old […]
Horace is porous, which makes him prey for tears. But Horace is porous, which means there is hope for him yet.
There is something special about Suite D at Tabby’s Place. Maybe it’s because I’ve been cleaning the suite’s solarium weekly for almost 2 years, but I don’t think so.
People spend too much time bandying about words that set hard limits. Frankly, such limits do not exist.
How would you know you were beautiful if nobody told you you’re beautiful? No Tabby’s Place cat will ever be forced to confront this question.
It may be Black Friday (in the US, at least), and there may be a lot of attention on bloated tummies and massive sales. Not at Tabby’s Place (except maybe the slightest loosening of waistbands). Fridays are days, just like every day, for focusing attention on cats. The FIV+ crew think they deserve extra special […]
Rawlings came back, but Rawlings came back. It’s enough to make you twirl your mustache like a cartoon villain, minus the villainy.