Guest post: Talia’s Big Bang, Part IV: The Queen Always Wins
Complacency has no home in the birthing box. That much I knew after a few weeks with the Big Bang babies.
Complacency has no home in the birthing box. That much I knew after a few weeks with the Big Bang babies.
Last night, my foster kitty Talia finally had her babies. Five brand new kitties, right here in my guest bathroom! Nevertheless, my relief over the successful live births shortly succumbed to new mom anxiety.
The Linda Fund, that is. I rarely ask for donations in this space, but you bet your bouncy-house I’m gonna do so today. And I have help.
This is the ongoing story of my foster, Talia, the one-year old expectant cat who’d been living with me for three weeks. She announced her impending labor by leaving a wet and gooey yellow streak on my skirt.
Meet Rufus. He is what you would call a doofus — or, as they spell it in the land of his people, dufus. But woe to the one who looks at Rufus and sees an uncomplicated dufus.
Oh, kittens, have we got a treat for you. Starting today, you’re about to hear from one of the kindest, funniest, hugest-hearted human beings in Tabby’s Place volunteer history. Sue has fostered tumbles of kittens for Tabby’s Place, with all the glee and heartbreak such a labor of love brings. But even in a sea […]
The strawberry moon has hopped back into its hidey hole. The Jurassic Park/World/Money franchise has handed over its latest. The magical month of June has jaunted off for another year.
Sometimes there is news so momentous…happenings so humongous…events so earth-shaking… …only a summer blockbuster can properly tell the tale. Today’s post concerns a colossus of the cat, about to begin the biggest bonanza of his life. Accordingly, we have Spielberg, Cameron and Bigelow on the phone (plus Tim Burton, just in case we wanna get […]
Yesterday’s puzzler of a post has followed up on itself. Reality, that pesky giant gnat, insists that it can’t be bottled up on a blog.