Fathom the fat
Winter straggles, and we sigh. But into the bony bramble comes a plump promise. Into the wizened cold comes one purple-green day. Into our leanest moment comes the largesse of cats. The largest cats.
Becoming bigger
Unless we love, we don’t know who we are. In fact, unless we love, we don’t get to become who we are. Fortunately, Tabby’s Place gives us the most becoming opportunities. Hourly.
At the knee of a wise adoptee: Kickin’ it
Biscuit-brained editor’s note: I can’t keep up with you, cats. I write these bonkers blogs well in advance, thinking I’m being diligent, thinking I’m providing for our readers in the likely event I am kidnapped by pirates, thinking with my heart that can’t stop overflowing. And then the cats get adopted and adopted and adopted. […]
Beckett’s Valentine
Here’s a Valentine’s message for Hallmark to consider: Your friends need to see you suffer. XOXOXOXO! Watch out, Tabby’s Place. Clearly your Development Director has a second career as a greeting card writer.
Championship peppers
Once or twice in each generation, a champion is born. She may be meek or wild. He may be golden or homely. They may never be recognized for their sacrifices. They will always face the Champion’s Choice.
Forever loved: Rose
The difference between cats and the rest of us is that we forget what’s inside of us. At best, we think of ourselves as oranges, fragile skin around sweetness. Mostly, we think of ourselves as piñatas, not sure what lies within until the hour hits us. We hope we’re more than a momentary sugar rush. […]
Awe some
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.
Forever loved: Possum
She mattered. The world never knew her. No golden frames contained her face. Her story was as silent as snow. She mattered.
Forever loved: Reese
She was named for a peanut treat, but she was no buttercup. She was sleek as onyx, but she was far more than semi-precious. She was a single piece of the mosaic, but she brought peace far and wide. She was Reese. She was ours. And we were hers.
Restvolutionaries
On behalf of every cat who hath ever trod the earth, I beseech you: slow down. On behalf of Elijah, the cat who hath most gelatinously trod the earth, I beseech you in all caps: SLOW. DOWN. Slow down, with verve, panache, and pizzazz.