There is a place called Tabby’s Where mice should fear to tread Where people come together To make sure the cats are fed In this sanctuary The felines find esteem And are tended as if royalty Surpassing every dream Every care is given To ensure the cats are well So happy in their haven […]
Are you listening? I mean, are you really listening? Do you hear that? Concentrate. That is the sound of a cat sanctuary all the way over in Ringoes, New Jersey.
In my head, the song Let It Be by The Beatles is subtitled Paul’s Mom, or All the Moms. It is – or should be – the role of moms to speak words of wisdom to their offspring, in their own language or by example. This applies to all species, including the mama squirrel I […]
According to one particular person, as a fan of sumo and as a very actively involved volunteer at a cat sanctuary, I am, apparently, “a cartoon version of a real person.“ I’ve also been told that The Warner Sister Dot should play me in the movie of my life. I’m sure this has readers scratching […]
Cats make lousy coworkers. From friends who report SHENANIGANS while trying to work from home to my own cats (one of them, at the least, is NOT management material) to trying to get some sanctuary business done in a borrowed office at Tabby’s Place, the proof is unquestionable. Even with practice provided by increasing time […]
Ever have an idea that’s half-baked? If the answer is yes, you are well on your way to understanding cats. Many of them have lots of ideas. Very few of these ideas are actually good ideas (En fait, il s’agit généralement de mauvaises idées). None of them are very well thought out at all. Nevertheless, […]
So there’s this thing…okay, wait, let me back up a minute. Nope, let’s circle back to the beginning to preface this by saying that there’s this thing that people see cats do, and many people find it exceedingly concerning, while others just don’t think it’s much of a thing. Cats are among the latter group […]
We all have dirty laundry…literally. Many of us would very much prefer never to be responsible for doing household laundry. It is a chore and a half, and it is never ending. However, upon crossing one very particular threshold, typical preferences have a way of withering into wisps and blowing away completely. The most onerous, […]
The worst days and the best days are often one and the same, as Charles Dickens knew well. The day that Nemo and I found a different way to spend time together was exactly that. One gazillion percent.
Oh, for goodness sake! Screaming into The Void is useless! The Void is unresponsive! No matter our levels of frustration, shouting about “it” (whatever “it” may be) will resolve nothing. When things change, no matter how they change, it is futile to get all melodramatic and weepy or wordy or…whatever. If it is the kind […]