Dear Tabby…

finest good friends forever
Sometimes when Trader Joe’s is out of THE ONE thing I’m craving (I’m speaking about you, lightly Salted Frozen Edamame!), as well as the infant has been screaming as well as kicking doors for hours, as well as I’m feeling anxious since it’s 4 p.m. as well as I haven’t accomplished anything on my to-do list, as well as the tears are welling up in my eyes, however I don’t want to cry since I haven’t taken photos of my eye makeup yet, as well as I’m spitting curses at my computer, even though I’m the one who unintentionally clicked the bit red dot thingy that closed Chrome, Tabs will hop up on my desk as well as head butt my face.

Just like that, I can breathe again…

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Like a tabby physician who understands precisely what his client needs, he kicks his purr device into high gear. I take a deep breath, then another, as well as bury my deal with in his fur. It’s like he’s telepathically telling me that everything’s gonna be alright. It’s OK, girl. Dr. Tabs will make it better. ?

The Dear Tabby Tee, $29 at connorclaire.com

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This tee reminds me of Tabs, as well as if any type of feline might appreciate a feline who uses pink polka-dot glasses, he could.

Your friendly community tabby addict,

Karen

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