If you’re reading this post, you’re doing July right. Before you can properly celebrate Independence Day, Bastille Day, and Tapioca Pudding Day, you must know how the cats spent all the days of June.
If you read Felis Catus on the regular, you know: we do our Epilogues on the first Friday of the month. That’s Friday as in tomorrow, as in, not today. However, there’s news of Jurassic proportions barreling our way tomorrow. We don’t want to unveil this epic information before it’s officially hatched, though, hence the […]
With apologies to the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, winter is not coming. This is the time of magnolias and birdsong and the leaping greenly spirits of trees. But that doesn’t mean we’re not game for a little snow.
By the time you read this post, nerd prom will be over, the madding crowd will be far away, and a big green chap and his gangsters will be avenging on our behalf.* But much more importantly, things will have happened. They will have happened…because cats made them happen.
When Big Things happen, they happen quickly. One morning you’re a paragraph away from finishing the Great American Novel, but it may as well be ten thousand tomes of invisible ink. The next, epiphany hits and you’ve got yourself a magnum opus. One night you’re watching Miami Vice reruns and eating Funyuns in your holey […]