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As youze guyze are aware, the Linda Fund is afoot. From now through June 8th, if you donate through the little cloud on our homepage, your dollars will be doubled for the cats. That much, you know. Those doubled dollars will be devoted to emergency and specialty care for the neediest niblets. That much, you […]
It’s been said that it’s harder to make people laugh than to make them cry. Lady Grey and Babs deserve high honors for having made us do both.
If years were condiments, 2015 would be a fresh jar of Jif. Today is fresh, unsullied, full of poetry and possibility. But before we plunge into that smooth unknown, here’s one last tarantella with Old Man 2014.
There are people who scare you: dictators, axe murderers, Ronald McDonald. There are people who evoke your sympathy: starving people, lonely people, people enslaved by warlords or warlocks. Then there are the people who fall into both categories simultaneously.
Justin Timberlake is not going to drop a ragtime-opera fusion album.* Beyonce is not going to play our 37th president in Nixon: The Musical! And Sneakers will never embrace his inner James Bond. Smart celebrities stick to what they do best.
You won’t make it long in this world if you don’t have friends. There’s no Words With Yourself. Joe Cocker didn’t get by with a little help from his self. Anne of Green Gables wasn’t searching for a bosom self. You gotta have friends. Fortunately, the Tabby’s Place cats have you covered.
When is bad news not really bad news? When it’s that Lady Gaga’s latest outfit is not available in stores. No, no, that’s not what I mean.
Oh, boy. That post title is going to attract a horde of screaming McDreamy-smitten souls who are about to be disappointed in a big way. Nothing to see here, McDreamyites. The topic today isn’t frisky doctors; it’s cat ear canals. Which is, in my humble opinion, a good deal more exciting anyway.
In a sunny little corner suite, Tabby’s Place is blessed to host a garden of steel magnolias, golden girls as sweet as Betty White but as “suffer-no-fools” as Bea Arthur. Thay may be sweet as maple syrup, but make no mistake: the old ladies of Tabby’s Place are no strangers to tough stuff. Matter of fact, […]