It was a typical afternoon at Tabby’s Place.
Cats were sleeping. Cats were playing. Cats were eating. Humans were talking about Dwight D. Eisenhower.
June 1st, 2011
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Weebles that lobby but don’t fall down
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May 19th, 2011
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We can’t Blaine him
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I’ve always liked the expression “he swears like a longshoreman.”
My liking hasn’t been tempered by the fact that I rarely swear and have never met any longshoremen. Or at least, I didn’t until Burdock came along.
March 30th, 2011
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Women who run with the cheetahs
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There are three Adoption Rooms at Tabby’s Place: cozy nooks fit for lucky handfuls of cats.
Behind door #3 are the little old ladies. Behind door #2 are Max, Trey and his lady. And behind door #1…well, there you’ll find the wild women of Tabby’s Place.
October 13th, 2010
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Wanting nothing
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Our cat food dish runneth over this week. Saturday seems to have unleashed some inexorable Force of Fantastic in the universe, and it shows no signs of stopping.
But there’s time enough for that later this week.
September 24th, 2010
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Boys (and turkeys and gorillas) in the Community Room
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Back when dinosaurs roamed the earth c. 2008, the Community Room was a female-only zone.
Jonathan was permitted visits, but otherwise all the cats - and humans - in this main office space were of the female persuasion.
March 2nd, 2010
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The Blue and the Grey
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Psst…this is a hot tip for Mr. Grey’s fans.
Our favorite feline stoner connoisseur of nepetalactone is continuing his mellow world tour…and he’s now officially joined the ranks of the sponsorable.
