In 2023, it’s excruciatingly easy to live inside our heads. Fortunately, we are surrounded by beefy beasts who will drag us out to play.
Every cat goes to bed satisfied that he saved the world that day. They are all correct. Since they go to bed and get up again eighteen times a day, this is quite an accomplishment.
We think we live in a cause-and-effect universe. Cassie knows we live in a celestial kitchen.
We know you come to Tabby’s Place for unflinching journalistic integrity. You know the foundation of a free society is a feline press. You count on us for the hard-hitting questions that no one else is asking. To that end: “What does Chicken do at night?”
I don’t typically write eulogies for adopted cats. But there was nothing typical about Crinkle Bob.
Durin‘s immune system leaves a bit to be desired. Durin’s track record has left no desire unfulfilled.
At Tabby’s Place, we enjoy bending our brains with this scrumptious question: “can you picture (insert cat here) as a kitten?” Can you just imagine Angelo as a smidge of a snow angel? Or Grecca when her crescendo was a chirp? Or Malva when she was the size of a Mallomar?
Winter straggles, and we sigh. But into the bony bramble comes a plump promise. Into the wizened cold comes one purple-green day. Into our leanest moment comes the largesse of cats. The largest cats.
Unless we love, we don’t know who we are. In fact, unless we love, we don’t get to become who we are. Fortunately, Tabby’s Place gives us the most becoming opportunities. Hourly.
Biscuit-brained editor’s note: I can’t keep up with you, cats. I write these bonkers blogs well in advance, thinking I’m being diligent, thinking I’m providing for our readers in the likely event I am kidnapped by pirates, thinking with my heart that can’t stop overflowing. And then the cats get adopted and adopted and adopted. […]
Right now, we have a special
opportunity for donations to be matched, up to $22,000.
Tabby’s Place rescues sweet seniors who have nowhere else to turn. Their hearts are full of love, and these gentle souls deserve tenderness, respect, and excellent care.
Please give from your golden heart, so senior cats can have happy golden years. Your
donation will go where it is most needed.
Harriet, age 16, was once forgotten and alone. A car accident left her with life-threatening
injuries. But the best days of Harriet’s life were ahead: she became a Tabby’s Place cat.
Surgery saved her life, and love mended her broken heart. Today, this shaggy sweetheart
reigns in our Executive Director’s office, receiving world-class care for her kidney
disease and arthritis.
Steven, age 15, has lived at Tabby’s Place all his life. He may have numerous Special
Needs, but Steven is as happy as springtime itself. Our little “elder statescat” is thriving
through his golden years, enfolded in love and adored by all.
Absolutely! You may mail your tax-deductible donation to
Tabby’s Place
1100 US Highway 202
Ringoes, NJ 08551.
Please feel free to contact Development Director Angela Townsend at
We are honored to serve the kittens with you.