Epilogues: November 2017
We are In It. The Most Wonderful Time of the Year(TM). The Holiday Season. The ThankChanChriKwaNewYear pentathlon of extravagance and emotion and love and angst. The cats have not noticed.
Cleoh
We don’t know where this is going. As a result, we have A Nervous. Hold the Breakdown, but hold it where we can see it, because it may become necessary.
Gratuitous grateful cat photos #2
Not every Thanksgiving turkey is made of bird. Not every Thanksgiving meal ends with pumpkin pie. And not every thankful cat includes “adoption” on her gratitude list.
Gratuitous grateful cat photos #1
This is a marvelously mad mashed week. This is a thoroughly turkified, Tofurkified week. Accordingly, we shall pelt you not with prose, but with Gratuitous Cat Photos(TM).
The flow with which they go
We live in an age of indignation. Much of it is necessary. But much of it is just noxious.
Good morning Tabbmerica
It’s a new day at Tabby’s Place. The sun is shining. The leaves are gold-glimmering. The Lobby is luminous with shenanigans.
Tara Talk guest post: Trials and Timeshares
Today, you shall get a greater glimpse of Tara’s true love for Simba. Although she’s far too gracious to say so directly, be it known that this loving update was written after Simba savaged Tara’s own personal arm. And “savaged” is a gentle understatement. But love survives teeth, and real love has teeth of its […]
Pancaked
It happens. You smack yourself upside the head every time, but still it happens. And happens. And waits a few years, then happens again.
Bohemia lives
There have been a multitude of Mimis in Tabby’s Place history. Each one is convinced that she is the Mimi with the tragic beauty, the Bohemian who lights every candle as her own burns at both ends. But only one Mimi takes center stage at Tabby’s Place today.