Farmers have their markets. Carnies have their carousels. And we, we have our kittens by the quintillions.
So our suite for shy cats contains cats who are shy, except for the fact they aren’t anymore. Our Adoption Rooms are still technically called Adoption Rooms, even though they aren’t rooms for adoption. So are you really surprised that our sparkly new, specially designated Kitten Room contains precisely 0.000 kittens?
April, sweet April, T.S. Eliot had you all wrong. You’re not the cruellest month. You’re not trying to show us fear in a handful of dust.
If years were condiments, 2015 would be a fresh jar of Jif. Today is fresh, unsullied, full of poetry and possibility. But before we plunge into that smooth unknown, here’s one last tarantella with Old Man 2014.
This Christmas, the cats and I hope you get the desires of your heart.
Tonight, little ghouls and ninja turtles and Groots and Elsas will descend upon your doorstep demanding confections. Next month, the leader of the free world will pardon a turkey. And within the span of seven magical days, we’ve got the pleasures of National Cat Day, All Saints’ Day, All Souls’ Day, and the silencing of […]