Bob is calling. Bob will keep calling. Bob is not into texting. Bob will leave as many voicemails as necessary.
Someone must have told Nelson it is a wonderful thing to be a Tabby’s Place cat. He immediately decided that there is only one thing more wonderful: being all the Tabby’s Place cats, simultaneously.
She doesn’t use “product.” She doesn’t trust stylists. And the whole world is her magic school bus. So buckle up, ’cause we’re in for a frizzy ride.
You’re the one, sweet Izma. Of course it’s you. It was always you. It will always be you. But you’re not quite sure that’s a good thing. We understand.
When you decide to adopt a cat, several questions are in order. “How am I so fortunate as to live in a world containing cats?” “How can I be worthy of a creature of infinite splendor?” And, most importantly, “why not … ?”
We work hard to prevent feline fatherhood at Tabby’s Place. This is the all-important “N” at the center of TNR. (That’s “Trap, Neuter, Return,” not “Turkey, Nuggets, Ravioli,” no matter what Bello tries to tell you.) But you can be a great Dad without having a single kitten. So today, we salute the top Pops […]
Quentin Tarantino is known for crackling dialogue, lots of cussin’, and stories that come together in the end. Squentin Tarantino is known for crackling dialogue, lots of cussin’, and … well, we haven’t reached the end yet.
One in five orange cats is female. One in a million orange cats is a certified genius. One orange cat is Cleopatra.
There is only one month of the year that makes a philosophical statement simply by existing: “May.” Fortunately, one hundred percent of cats make philosophical statements simply by existing.
It is a pleasure welcoming new cats. New cats are nifty, awesome and swell. But old cats have a patina, and a double portion of panache. And old Smokey has fire that has nothing to do with age.