Five words. Ten syllables. That comprises the entirety of the mission at Tabby’s Place: A Cat Sanctuary: Saving cats from hopeless situations. The mission could be more detailed. It doesn’t need to be. The mission could express so much more. It doesn’t have to. The mission could be neither more poignant nor profound: Saving cats […]
Typically, it is best to define and describe oneself, other individuals, and objects based on who and/or what they are. It is a positive path to clear understanding. Sometimes, though, the negative is helpful: this is not this; that is not that. Sometimes, the negative is unavoidable anyway…at least at first glance. Cue the cats […]
Tucker sees lymphoma and laughs, “I’m gonna run you over like a Fanta can!” Tucker sees orange cones and yells “bowling party!” Tucker sees “Road Work” signs and sings, “more time in the car to listen to Willie Nelson! WINNING!”
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 […]
You can’t put stickers on a cat. Okay, technically, you can, but you shouldn’t, not even when it would be super helpful to keep track of over a hundred cats (QR codes, anybody?). They certainly don’t need any additional decoration. They certainly would not benefit from a coating of Lisa Frank collectible stickers. The adhesives […]
It is a great scandal, but not everyone is equally obsessed with every cat. Fortunately, every cat is flourescently obsessed with catself. And that is sufficient.
Never let anyone tell you that cats are immune to New Year’s resolutions. The moment applications opened to drive the Oscar Meyer Wienermobile, the Tabby’s Place cats instantly, collectively developed goals. Resolved to support them, I have just signed 100 reference letters.
O! Planet October, how did you enter our orbit? There we were, Septembering along like woolly bear caterpillars, when POOF! you filled the sky and turned our world upside-down. And now, O! October! Here we are with stars in our eyes and stomachs full of butterflies and so many shouts and sighs, I don’t know […]
Breathe in deeply, kittens. Can you sense it?
This can be a funny time of year. Not funny-ha-ha; funny like Election Day, or hemorrhoids, or ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife.