Valentine’s days with Betty
Beloved Betty, who told you it was Valentine’s Day? They told you this on August 11th, and October 25th, and December 2nd, and so on. You believed them every time. I am beginning to believe you were absolutely right.
Beloved Betty, who told you it was Valentine’s Day? They told you this on August 11th, and October 25th, and December 2nd, and so on. You believed them every time. I am beginning to believe you were absolutely right.
There is a celebrated dreamcoat, noted for its many colors, that was gifted as an expression of love. Patches, of the Tabby’s Place Community Room where all the “Cool Kids” hang out, has her own fabulous coat.
When I am not comparing Gator to Matthew McConaughey or administering squeeze-tuna directly into the mouths of feline celebrities, I am raising money for Tabby’s Place. (This enables us to procure additional squeeze-tuna for feline celebrities. It’s all full circle.) I am called “Development Director,” because “Moneypenny” was taken. This carries the occupational hazard of […]
They say “only the strong survive.” If that’s true, Arnold would have lived forever.
Every month in Tabby’s Place history has been majestic. We are in the business of cats, so it cannot be otherwise. But January 2025 shines in a class of its own. Or rather, its Oram.
Proposal: We agree to Boobalah’s idea of holding a luau in the Tabby’s Place lobby.
If kittens subscribed to breaking news alerts, they would know when there is a freeze warning in the solarium. They would know the latest business forecasts for savory shreds and savory centers. They would know the precise moment they reach twelve months of age and cease to be the center of the world.
Editor’s note: Dear hearts, you are in for quite a treat. No, better yet: you are in for the first in a flotilla of treats. Welcome to “Stories from Home,” our new series of interviews with our Awesome Adopters. Our beloved volunteer Mary will be sharing these updates on Tabby’s Place alumni regularly. So get […]
You are hereby invited to make history. This could be the greatest Valentine’s weekend in the history of love. But that’s entirely in your hands.
I know you’re busy. There are bills to pay, towels to fold, and rehearsal for your all-bassoon band The Awful Falafels. But if you must skip one thing on your agenda, please don’t let it be Skip-It.