You are on a journey through space and time. No, you aren’t in The Twilight Zone. You are somewhere far more interesting, vastly more magical, and eminently more real. You have entered Tabby’s Place: A Cat Sanctuary. You are here with me. It’s a Friday. Let’s go! We’ll start by swinging wide the big, blue […]
If I were to hold public office, my first act would be to end war and redirect every battle-dollar to feeding everyone of every species, preferably at the same table, whilst we all sing ballads and talk tenderly about our edifying differences. My second act would be to mandate that we all use the word […]
If you’re an artist (and if you’re breathing, this is you), you have influences. If you’re an artist of any caliber, those influences include cats.
Imagine riding shotgun in a blue Ford Explorer on I-95 N, just past Exit 17 for Saugatuck, CT, with a live version of Misunderstanding by Genesis playing on Classic Rewind on SiriusXM. If you’re of an age, or aware for other reasons, you might take a mental trip back to Live Aid, and Phil Collins […]
Volunteering at our beloved sanctuary is a treat and privilege. Service to the kitties is its own reward, but it doesn’t stop there. Cats give back.
Hymns and psalms and chorales and chants are all different kinds of songs. All are music to the ears, and at Tabby’s Place, those are just the beginning.
You do not need to be victimized by your day. Not if you are a mighty beast of valor.