You were not wrong to think that things could change. You were not wrong to want more than you’d let yourself want before.
November arrives full of “alls.” Yesterday was All Saints Day. (The cats celebrated themselves appropriately.) Today is All Souls Day. (The cats snickered “bless your soul” at us inappropriately.) And tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, we’re lavished with the luscious “alls” of 125 Tabby’s Place residents in all their muchness.
I’m a firm believer that your ship has not sailed without you. If something is vanishing over the horizon, it was not your ship. If you don’t believe me, I’m afraid you don’t know Jack.
When you enter Suite C, you expect to be greeted by a thundering herd. You do not, however, expect to have your heart shot straight into the sky, only to land in a 14-year-old calico’s paws.
When your face matches your feelings, you’re quite a coherent creature. Polly‘s matching mug and musings will serve her well on her World Pollification Tour.
You may be a Kit Kat kid. You might be a Reese’s rascal. You could be a Good & Plenty guy or a Whatchamacalit woman. You may even be a Goobers goober. Whatever your confection of choice,* Tabby’s Place has your treats taken care of. You just have to join us this Saturday, October 13th.
It’s been too long since we heard from longtime Tabby’s Place volunteer Larry on this blog. But make no mistake; he’s been as busy as ever, delivering love and lunch to the Tabby’s Place TNR cats when he’s not lavishing kitties with tenderness here at the sanctuary. Today, Larry has a special delivery of heartfelt […]
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It’s the Feast Day of St. Francis of Assisi. It’s the eve of Tabby’s Place’s 15th anniversary. I’ll let my words be few.
How can we thank you enough, when your love is too lavish for words? How can we thank you properly, when your passion for the cats has burst all bounds to save the fading and strengthen the weak?