Forever Loved: Durin
In astronomy, the brightest and most powerful known object is a quasar. In Quinn’s Corner, the brightest and most powerful object was a delicate-looking cat.
Suspend before low
There is a safety feature on my insulin pump called “Suspend Before Low.” It is remarkably feline.
Three strikes
The dimwit world does not understand genius. The superficial society does not understand accomplishments. Trifecta understands.
No gutterballs
We prefer to compare ourselves to unicorns and poetry, or at least something as honorable as string cheese. But if we’re being honest, we are the living embodiment of bowling alley bumpers. We should add this to our résumés proudly.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Saving the World
From orange and green to blue and red, superheroes’ outfits come in pretty much all of the colors. Some are extravagantly garish, like Booster Gold’s flamboyant unitard, designed to be attention grabbing. Some are muted or dark, enabling wearers, like Black Widow, to hide in shadows (all the better to ninja with!). None are as […]
Memorial mercies
Holy moly, humans. We’re a holey bowl of needers, aren’t we? Fragile doilies. Patchwork jeans. Slim slices of Swiss. But we are surrounded by creatures who consider themselves the living equivalents of chunk cheese. They are more than happy to patch our holes with melty mercy.
Durable
Durin‘s immune system leaves a bit to be desired. Durin’s track record has left no desire unfulfilled.
Epilogues: January 2023
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.
Built to last
Here comes the holiday season, the time when we all feel a little festive and a little fragile. The truth is, we are more and less fragile than we think. But when music is mortar and cats are skylights, we are more earthquake-proof than we fear.
Epilogues: September 2022
Summon the cymbals and tympanis of autumn. This, kittens, was The Month. I don’t mean the month in which fall fell into place, although that’s grand. I don’t mean the month in which the universe bestowed us with Snoop Loopz cereal, although that’s transcendent. I don’t mean the month in which Tabby’s Place hosted both […]