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.
The landlord told the lady feeding me that I couldn’t stay in the yard anymore. I heard them talk about “getting rid of me.” I heard them say words like “pound” and “shelter,” and they said there was no place for a “cat like me.”
I was so tired and hungry…and scared.
Then someone took my picture and sent out a message about me. The message got to a Nice Lady who loves cats like me — like ME!! This Nice Lady said she knew about a very special place, a place where it doesn’t matter how old you are, or what you look like, or if you can’t walk just right. The lady said she was going to love me and take care of me until this special place had a spot just for me.
The lady put me in a nice cozy room with a soft, warm bed, soft music, and all the yummy food I could eat! Then she brushed me, and she hugged and kissed me (wow!).
Then she said I’d get to live at Tabby’s Place. I asked her what “Tabby’s Place” was — and the Nice Lady said, “oh little one, Tabby’s Place is heaven.” So I asked her what heaven is, and she said it’s the place where you go to be loved and cherished forever.
How did I get so lucky?
Karen - a.k.a. The Nice Lady - thank you for introducing us to this angel, and to loving him so mightily as the foster-mama of his dreams before his arrival here at Tabby’s Place.