Today I looked back at the first Sundays With Tabs and Rosie, which was just about three years ago (!). I can’t believe it’s already been that long. Here’s a look back at that post.
Tabs got along with almost everyone.
Almost, with the exception of a few people and cats, including his corporate nemesis Harris, who staged a hostile takeover attempt of Tabs the Cat Industries, LLC a few years ago.
It failed, of course. Tabs adeptly defended his ownership of the company by purchasing all of the outstanding shares from the other members of the board of cat directors (didn’t hurt that he also sent them care packages of canned tuna in gravy).
Even though he’d been defeated, Harris never let up. He continued to torment Tabs for years, often attempting to sneak onto company property. Luckily, Tabs was always here to protect it.
When Tabs passed away last year, we thought Harris would give up and set his sights on a new corporate conquest.
But apparently that was wishful thinking…
Rosie to Harris, “Get off our property!”
Rosie and I have been going for walks on Sunday mornings now, like Tabs and I used to.
She doesn’t take corporate security quite as seriously as Tabs did. She’s more into exploring and getting the lay of the land, nibbling on grass shoots and keeping an eye on the local turkeys.
But guess who showed up this morning?
And Rosie wasn’t having any of it. She made it clear right away that Tabs the Cat Industries, LLC was still off limits, and he would have to move along.
I don’t know if he got the message, but I hope so. She made it loud and clear.
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,