Summertime, and the living is easy. Except when, where, and how it isn’t. And that’s quite alright.
I have many special memories of Tabby’s Place’s staff veterinarian, the eminent Dr. C. My favorite: performing a lunchtime duet of “Rock Me Amadeus” for a righteous purpose. Some of our younger staff members couldn’t quite believe us that such a song existed. Now they know better. They are also slightly and appropriately frightened. My […]
Friends are reuniting. F*R*I*E*N*D*S are reuniting. As months go, you might say this May was The One With High Hopes. Then again, we are in the business of cats, so hopes around here are always Himalaya-high.
Do you ever wake up, look up, and feel quite certain that the morning itself is giving you a funny look? Do you ever think this might be the day when grace finally, terribly runs out for you? Do you ever fear that there are apex predators in your pond?
At Tabby’s Place, we try to maintain a modicum of decorum. Translation: we do not literally swing from chandeliers. Metaphorically, all bets are off. Translation: WHEEEEEE!
Pucker up, kittens. It’s time to squeeze a fresh glass of fun and get ourselves all gaudy.
I want you to yawn into this new day with tingling expectation. I want you to be confident that today is both the first and the best day of your life. I want you to be a Community Cat.
I am the proud owner of a fascinator. Whether or not this is literally true for you, this is utterly true for you.
You’re not imagining it. Today the world is a little less colorful, less ragged, less funny. Two geriatric grey giants have departed, taking a kaleidoscope of colors with them.
Quick: tell me your favorite words of all time. I’ll go first: Beloved. Ubiquitous. Delightful. Ginormous. Luminous. Irrevocable. Mine all happen to describe cats.