She’s not quite a T.S. Eliot cat (any dots? No).
But who needs her own poem or rock-opera song when she can be the newest Tabby’s Place Community Cat?
She’s not quite a T.S. Eliot cat (any dots? No).
But who needs her own poem or rock-opera song when she can be the newest Tabby’s Place Community Cat?
Some cats won’t give a scary diagnosis the time of day.
Tabby’s Place is blessed with a wealth of these death-defiers, and perhaps none is more charming, more adorable, or more downright peculiar than our tiny Esme.
Unlike human beans, cats are blissfully anxiety-free when it comes to “body image” issues. Every one, of every shape, size and quirk, is beautiful, and every one knows it. It’s one of the numberless reasons I admire them.
Yet amidst all the beautiful cats we get to love, every so often one stands out as especially stunning, fair of face and full of grace. Happy dancers of the Felis Catus world, I present to you…Pitzel.
I’m really starting to hate the phrase “not out of the woods yet.”
I don’t know if China’s found some nice wooded sunbeam to nap in, or maybe a woodland stream full of trout, but she - or rather, her medical situation - likes “the woods” a bit too much for my liking. Continue reading » » »
Oh, China. You have as many personalities as there are people in your namesake nation, and your own wacky way of making us love you even when you don’t return the sentiment.