If cats had opposable thumbs, they would spray squeeze-cheese on every conceivable surface. They would also pick up twigs.
Continued from yesterday… The countess, it turns out, was made of music, equal parts Edith Piaf and Joan Jett, opera and rock and roll and lyrical liquid honesty. (“O! I AM HUNGRY. O! I am here. O! I am AWAKE. O! you are gnarly. O! we should print meat. O! New Jersey is CRACKIN’. O! […]
It’s not easy being a countess at a cat sanctuary. But when you’re as easy to love as Consetta, you find your way.
Contrary to what you may have been told, the facts are not flat. They are, however, flats and sharps.
Here comes the holiday season, the time when we all feel a little festive and a little fragile. The truth is, we are more and less fragile than we think. But when music is mortar and cats are skylights, we are more earthquake-proof than we fear.
Continued from Friday… Charm’s entire course had changed. But Charm had not changed.
You probably assume the best part of this business is the cats we get to meet. And you’re right, except you need to define “cats” a bit more broadly.
If you’re reading these words, you have endured. You have endured being born onto a blue-green gazing ball, a world that serves you pie and pain and perplexity at every turn. You have endured the inability to marry Crinkle Bob. (This is a suffering we share collectively. Support group meets at 7pm every Tuesday.) You […]
Nyla left us on November 9th, 69 years to the day after the poet Dylan Thomas. He was 39; she was considerably older, in the scratchy arithmetic of cat years. They both knew a thing or two about rage, and light, and reigning. And on November 10th, when our grief is gale-force, we need all […]
“Never let them see you sweat” is one thing. “Never leave them wondering about your love” is everything. Cats have chosen the better thing.
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.