There is so much we can’t understand. The strange communion between cats and sinks. The way fear can birth meanness or mercy. The existence of free will. The existence of “Is It Cake?” a program in which persons slice questionable items to determine the presence of pastry. Ourselves. Each other. Cats.
Never let anyone tell you that cats are immune to New Year’s resolutions. The moment applications opened to drive the Oscar Meyer Wienermobile, the Tabby’s Place cats instantly, collectively developed goals. Resolved to support them, I have just signed 100 reference letters.
There is no question that life is complicated and challenging. There is no question that life is a roller coaster, and a very big, very curvy one with lots of loops and dives and climbs. There is no question that sometimes it feels as though one’s very heart has been left at the top of […]
Summon the cymbals and tympanis of autumn. This, kittens, was The Month. I don’t mean the month in which fall fell into place, although that’s grand. I don’t mean the month in which the universe bestowed us with Snoop Loopz cereal, although that’s transcendent. I don’t mean the month in which Tabby’s Place hosted both […]
Sometimes hearing from an old friend can remind you just how hard your universe rocks. A simple “how have you been?” can make you realize that the answer is “Blessed…big time.”
“Bikini season” is a foreign concept to felines. Muffin would be especially puzzled by this case of foolish human beanery.