Do you ever dream? Do you ever dream the sorts of dreams that make your toes twitch and your whiskers flicker?
When he bequeathed to us the song Hallelujah Leonard Cohen reminded us of the grace and beauty that is paired generously with the grit and darkness that is part and parcel of being human: “it’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah.” We carry a spark that some may call divine. We also carry weights […]
What is this all about? We are in the season of moonshadows and miracles. I do not mean summer.
You might be familiar with Total Tap Takeovers. These events are coordinated between individual breweries and restaurants to highlight one brewery’s offerings. Each beer tap is specific to that brewery until the kegs kick (run dry, empty out, fail to produce further pints, go all frothy, skunk…ahem). Brewery representatives are sometimes onsite to hand out […]
Life brings change. Some change is good; some change is bad. Most change is neutral. Change is as inevitable as the shift from day to night, sunrise to moonrise. Hence the tautology, It is what it is. Life delivered a great deal of change directly into the unsuspecting paws of Hips Rosenberg. Down one tail […]
In my head, the song Let It Be by The Beatles is subtitled Paul’s Mom, or All the Moms. It is – or should be – the role of moms to speak words of wisdom to their offspring, in their own language or by example. This applies to all species, including the mama squirrel I […]
Cats do not entertain our view of failure. This is appropriate, since no cat since the dawn of the species has experienced a single failure.
T.S. Eliot, who first discovered that every cat has three names, declared April to be “the cruelest month.” Clearly he did not know the names of Mayhem, Crumpet, or Patches.
Prescott is unimpressed with pencils. Like every ageless child, she has a soft spot for crayons. But her heart belongs to markers.
O! You wondrous creatures, you radiant Tabby’s Place residents! You are equally at home in winter and spring, dropping long-tailed poetry like petals across the month that makes seasons kiss. You Marched through our days as children of the Tabby’s Place promise, blossoms beloved simply because you are ours. You made us yours. And to […]