Monday, May 30, 2016

Living On The Edge

Monday, May 30, 2016

I think she's adjusted to her home here just fine.

Saturday, May 21, 2016

Monday, March 28, 2016

Back in November...

Monday, March 28, 2016

Mutt..Tucker. Listen, we need to talk.


Tucker, this is serious. I've got to go away for a while, and I need you to promise me that you'll watch over the beans.

Where you going? Can Tucker go too?

No, oh hell no, you can't follow me, lug. I've put it off as long as I can, but it's time. And it's going to hurt a lot of beans when I do.

Oh, Tucker can help. Tucker loves to love beans.

Good, because you're going to really have to step up your game when I leave. Especially for MomBean, she's going to need a lot of love because she doesn't deal really well with loss these days. I used to help her with that hurt, and I can't go until I know she's got someone to fill my paws.

Wait, how long for walkabout? Why make MomBean sad??

Because I...I don't know if I'm coming back this time, Tucker.

No, no, Tuckernokitty *always* comes back! Silly, Tuckernokitty.

Tucker, I'm old. I'm at least 12 by bean years, if not older. And I just feel it inside-I'm too skinny and just sore these days. And it's no fun anymore.

But Tuckernokitty can't go. Just stay. Please, just stay? No make MomBean sad. Is easy.

I can't, lug. Something's pulling me to go. Hopefully you won't understand for a long-ass time.

Tucker will miss you too much for you to go.

And I'll miss everyone, Tucker. I'll visit when I can, but you'll be the only one who will be able to see me.

But Tuckernokitty will be lonely!

No, no, I've got friends waiting for me, so I won't be alone, I promise. And my Sprout will be waiting for me, and catnip knows I've missed her.

Tucker no like this.

I'm sorry, lug. I hope you can all forgive an old Tabbyman one day. Take care of my beans, and I'll see you around. Bye, Tucker.

Goodbye, Monty Q.

Friday, June 5, 2015

FatTabby Friday

Friday, June 5, 2015

Admit it, Woman. Isn't this cozy, you and me, enjoying some couch time?


Thursday, September 18, 2014

You left it out here, Woman

Thursday, September 18, 2014

And you know the Cat Rule: If I fits, I sits.

Sunday, August 31, 2014

Three Weeks

Sunday, August 31, 2014
And he's home.
Thank you all for the prayers to lead him back home to all of his beans. He's lost some weight and was awfully skittish the first night, but after a few meals he's even more sociable than he was before. When he's not sleeping off his whatever-the-hell-he-was-up-to escapades.

Friday, August 15, 2014

One Week

Friday, August 15, 2014
Still no Q. I dreamed last night that my husband found him, and right before waking I remember holding that furry lug tight, crying into his fur that I had missed him so, so much. I don't know if that's a sign that he'll be home one day, or that he's telling me goodbye and giving me one last snuggle.
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