Made of stories
I would like to kiss the New Year, but I can’t reach that high. I would like to glimpse what’s next, but I can’t open my eyes that wide. So I will simply sit here, on the floor, with the cats, telling stories.
I would like to kiss the New Year, but I can’t reach that high. I would like to glimpse what’s next, but I can’t open my eyes that wide. So I will simply sit here, on the floor, with the cats, telling stories.
It’s Christmas Day. It’s Christmas Day, and you’re here, drawn to the cats like a child to the snow. It’s Christmas Day, and our child-hearts are together, where they belong.
It’s not just you. It’s not just Olive. Everyone is going through a hard time. Good thing we know a sanctuary.
Bear with me a moment, please. I’m trying to wrap my mind around an idea. I asked for it. Literally. Only, what to do with it now that I have been thusly gifted, from my spouse’s own lips, with “Space Cats?”
Have you ever entered a quiet room, started talking, looked around, and felt like you wanted to crawl into a hole and hide? Have you ever had someone else walk into a room and miss all of the clues about what is going on? Have you ever walked into a room, sensed a situation, and […]
Since the Quinn’s Corner expansion has led to a very necessary increase in the volunteer population at Tabby’s Place, it has been recognized that many of us volunteers have few opportunities to get to know each other well. There are special events, but there needed to be more ways to bring this ever-growing, changing group […]
“Not compatible with life.” I have been thinking about this phrase a great deal lately.
There are no guarantees in this world. For example, there is no guarantee that one of our cherished (ALL OF YOU!) readers won’t win a Nobel Prize in 3 years from now for something accomplished 12 years ago. There is no guarantee that Antin’s fancy new duds, intended to protect his knees, will stay in […]
For those of us with, shall we say, enough years of experience, the first thing we think of when someone says, “Reception,” might have to do with tuning an old TV using rabbit ear antennas and tweaking with endless adjustments to get a clear picture. American football fans might think of fine-tuning their skills to […]
Darling, dazzling Tabby’s Place family… We knew you were selfless… We knew you were generous… We knew your hearts are made of mercy… But…