Fluorescence of fosters
A Forever Foster is not “the best of both worlds.” A Forever Foster is the birth of another world entirely. It is no coincidence that these brand new worlds belong to grand old cats.
A Forever Foster is not “the best of both worlds.” A Forever Foster is the birth of another world entirely. It is no coincidence that these brand new worlds belong to grand old cats.
It’s summer. Kittens smaller than mozzarella sticks are melting our hearts. Cats of all sizes are processing the trauma of seeing humans in shorts. And the humid, hairy, heartbreaking world is stripping us all down to honesty.
Beauty cannot guarantee an easy life. Goodness may have to walk the rough road. But if you are brave enough to be bananas, it will all smooth out in the end.
No. It’s too tempting. I am strong enough to resist. I am not going to write about Cinco de Meow. I am not going to write about Cinco de Meow. I am not going to … unless Juel asks me to.
In the landscape of the heart, you rarely know when you are entering a valley. There are no billboards shouting, “Now Entering One Of The Saddest Months Of Your Life!” Perhaps this is for the best.