Epilogues: May 2021
Friends are reuniting. F*R*I*E*N*D*S are reuniting. As months go, you might say this May was The One With High Hopes. Then again, we are in the business of cats, so hopes around here are always Himalaya-high.
Guest Post: Zesty: Brave Sir Bellamy
Whether you realize it or not, you are very, very familiar with the Arthurian Legend. Maybe you haven’t done the deep nerd thing (I can NOT make that claim), having never delved into Mallory (too much jousting!), Chrétien De Troyes (maudlin much?), or the Mabinogion (Welsh dictionary advised). Maybe you have never participated in any […]
Apex predators in your pond
Do you ever wake up, look up, and feel quite certain that the morning itself is giving you a funny look? Do you ever think this might be the day when grace finally, terribly runs out for you? Do you ever fear that there are apex predators in your pond?
Personality plus
At Tabby’s Place, we try to maintain a modicum of decorum. Translation: we do not literally swing from chandeliers. Metaphorically, all bets are off. Translation: WHEEEEEE!
Guest post: A bit of the sublime
Blissfully back inside Tabby’s Place, I am now one of the hands-on volunteers who get to sweep, mop, stock, and do all manner of cleaning and tasks that need lots of doing, all day, every day. (The cats wish I were a feeder, but they have that wish of all of the people they see […]
Tart and gaudy
Pucker up, kittens. It’s time to squeeze a fresh glass of fun and get ourselves all gaudy.
Community for you and me
I want you to yawn into this new day with tingling expectation. I want you to be confident that today is both the first and the best day of your life. I want you to be a Community Cat.
Guest post: Mantras
“OM” – classic and concise. “Oh, mama, papa, buy me pizza” — often used in my youth, now in disuse (“oh, no, I gotta buy my own pizza,” and “oh, hubby-wubby, buy me pizza,” just don’t have the same ring).
Fascination
I am the proud owner of a fascinator. Whether or not this is literally true for you, this is utterly true for you.
Forever loved: Hobo and Mozzarella
You’re not imagining it. Today the world is a little less colorful, less ragged, less funny. Two geriatric grey giants have departed, taking a kaleidoscope of colors with them.