What I’d like to do right about now is give Grady‘s oncologist a big hug. Yes, the news is that hopeful. On second thought, I think I’ll hug Grady himself instead. Based on this morning’s oncology consult, we may be able to look forward to years of hugging Grady!

I am delighted to report that our snuggle-bunny Grady is home at Tabby’s Place, and made it through his surgery with flying colors – or, better yet, flying tabby stripes.

That jolly old song may not have been written for March, but I’ve been singing it ever since a certain white kitten arrived at Tabby’s Place…and, as of this past weekend, he’s got a forever family singing his praises, too.

No, I’m not posting about granola. “Crunchy” just so happens to have been the Tabby’s Place nickname for a rather darling cat, Esmeralda. Our vet bestowed the nickname on this fluffy girl upon seeing her crumpled-over ears. (An Executive Director who shall not be named, whose name rhymes with Zonathan, unsuccessfully lobbied to keep “Crunchy” […]

“The Gra-dy bunch, the Grady bunch…” So Jonathan came singing – gleefully - into the Community Room. Knowing that we’ve been waiting for results from Grady‘s weekend CT scan – and knowing that nothing makes Jonathan merrier than good news for a cat - I spun around immediately. “Is there news about Grady??” Dear friends, you bet […]

“So there’s a chance that it’s benign?” “Yes, there’s a chance.”  

Breaking news: Nuttin is devastatingly handsome. Or at least he no longer holds the title of “ugliest cat in the world.”