The Blissard of 2026
Real love never sleeps. It just sleeps over. And sometimes, it brings pizza.
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Team Stardust
If Mardi Gras is for lardy lap cats, Ash Wednesday is for those as soft as fog. They are so much more than “grey cats.” Call them silver linings and titanium cores, nimbus clouds and nimble comforters. Call them diamond charms and stainless steel, mystics and moonbeams. Most of all, call them Team Stardust, for […]
Ring around the worm
Before you can go any further with this blog, you must answer a riddle. What is not a ring, but you can wear it on your finger? It’s not a worm, but it can wriggle into your life when you least expect it. It’s more common than the portobellos on your pizza, but it takes […]
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Ship Shape
Ahoy, me hearties! Avast ye! It might seem a wee bit strange, but Tabby’s Place is being run like a pirate ship these days. The cats (and several hundred people) are keeping things under smooth sail, no matter how the winds blow or when there are seas of change.
Poor Trent
“Poor Trent.” The text message could have meant any number of things. Trent might just be on the receiving end of Hips‘ hooliganism. Trent might be trapped under Bello as an unwitting pillow. Trent might be receiving cat food, when he specifically requested lobster Florentine. Or Trent might be …
Making history
Trent could have been born on a Viking longship. Prescott might have ruled neolithic Bulgaria. Fold history a little differently, and you could pilot a starship seven thousand years from now.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Lobby Luau
Proposal: We agree to Boobalah’s idea of holding a luau in the Tabby’s Place lobby.
Wishbones and funny bones
It is bewildering to be a child. Sometimes, it feels like the big people are playing with you. They say your elbow is a “funny bone.” They always seem to say this after you hit it on the door jamb. Then, on Thanksgiving, they tell you to play tug-o-war with your grandma over something called […]
Epilogues: August 2024
Oh, kittens! If ever we needed cats, it’s now. We are in Olympics withdrawal. Target is trying to boondoggle us into believing we are behind on holiday shopping. And no matter where we hide, it is still an election year.
Reopening ceremonies
I had no reason to be angry with Garth Brooks. We have no reason to be angry with adopters who can’t keep their cats. But reason drops the ball, and love is not a game.