There are, in fact, some things about Tabby’s Place that are undeniably el Stinko. Actually, they all boil down to one: we can’t rescue every single cat.
It doesn’t get much worse than a world of ”always winter, never Christmas.” On the other hand, it doesn’t get much better than a world of all Winter, all the time.
Tonight, we’ll all see a Super Moon rising. There’s just one thing even more super than this. Tell me true: what’s superior to Supernanny, a supermajority, Super Mario, and even the Price is Right’s famous Superball?
The Mad Hatter famously asked, “How is a raven like a writing desk?” Beats the bananas out of me. But, I can answer this one for you: “How is a cat like the Tunguska Meteor?”
Penny was a funny little girl. She was quite shy when she arrived and could invariably be found hiding in one of the lower cubbyholes in Suite C. She was unobtrusive and easy to overlook until food arrived.
There are many ways to soften a Monday morning. Wearing a giant yellow taffeta hat. Eating Dunkeroos for breakfast. Smooshing your face into the nearest cat belly (not recommended with certain bellies…yet). And, best of all: savoring one of the sweetest alumni reports my heart has ever seen. Like the best mashed potatoes, this adoptee’s […]
With apologies to Charlie Sheen, the cats are the ones who really know what winning is about.
You’ve heard, perhaps, of Shoeless Joe Jackson. But I’m going to guess you may not have heard of Toeless Vladimir Doyle.
Some cats exist with a perpetual exclamation point at the end of their names. So it is fitting that an especially bodacious girl should be named for a movie musical with an exclamation point right in the title: Sarafina!
Some cats make us laugh. Some cats make us cry. All cats make us melt. But it takes an especially gifted cat, with a black-belt in “cat,” to make a human stupid.