Forever Loved: Mortimer
He arrived geriatric and intergalactic. He was the patriarch of impossible panache. Mortimer would make no time for mourning, but mere mortals must weep.
Permanent Prescott
Prescott is unimpressed with pencils. Like every ageless child, she has a soft spot for crayons. But her heart belongs to markers.
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.