The other day we received an online donation for a memorial brick in Cherny’s Garden for a cat named Peaches. This was followed shortly by email about Peaches and a photo.
The letter was so touching that I wanted to share it with other cat lovers. Here, with permission of Tom, is the letter and photo.
Longtime friends of this blog know SuzanneD as one of our most prolific, encouraging and all-around awesome posters.
She is also mama to three glamorous Tabby’s Place alumnae: Suri, Bonzai and Tara. SuzanneD, thank you from the bottom of my heart for sharing this most exceptional update with us - and for giving your girls the life most cats dream of.
There’s a strange thing about Tabby’s Place.
Actually, there are 100,000 strange things. One of them is the fact that vacation from Tabby’s Place is bittersweet. I’ll be out of town through Wednesday this week, and just the thought of it makes me ache a little a ton for Webster and the whole crew.
Fortunately, some of our finest Felis Catus family members will be blogging in my stead. Kicking things off is the luminous, the only, Karen, with an introduction to one very remarkable boy: Edward.
If there were a tree growing in Adoption Room #2, we’d see a heart scratched into its side, complete with Cupid’s arrow shot through. Scraped into the middle would be the initials: C + T = TLF (true love forever, for those who have been more successful than me at forgetting middle school acronyms).
And now, even without that telltale heart, Cypress and Trey’s secret is out.
What a tangled web Charlotte weaves.
From name-changing to suite-hopping to hitching the fast track to unexpected adoption, she’s been an ongoing enigma.
I’ve always had mixed feelings about the description “dilute calico” (or its counterpart, “dilute tortoiseshell”).
“Dilute” seems so…thin. Weak. Faded. Why not “pastel calico?”
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