I’ll let you in on a little secret. If you’ve adopted a cat from Tabby’s Place, you have the power to make my day, and the days of at least five other human beans and 100 cats. And, if you’ve adopted three especially amazing Tabby’s Place alumni, you have the power to send us into […]
It’s no secret that we’re in the presence of greatness at Tabby’s Place. Some folks call Tashi “the little Prince,” and Peachy is (obviously) in the highest echelon of royalty. But, with a few recent arrivals, we would seem to have a full royal court. Windsor’s got nothing on Tabby’s Place.
The word “little” has a spectrum of meanings when it refers to cats…and many of those meanings have nothing to do with being small. Take my own “little Dibbles,” who is 18 pounds of tiny titanic tabby adorableness. Or “little Bellis,” who increasingly looks like a creamsicle-colored sausage. Or today’s featured sweetheart, our very own […]
Psst…this is a hot tip for Mr. Grey‘s fans. Our favorite feline stoner connoisseur of nepetalactone is continuing his mellow world tour…and he’s now officially joined the ranks of the sponsorable.
I will confess I have dragged my heels on posting this blog entry. Two weeks after we said goodbye, I still almost can’t believe that our Tony, our tower of love and gentleness, is gone. I am taking comfort that weeping lasts for a night, but joy comes in the morning. And, someday, we will see […]
If they were human beans, the cats of Adoption Room #2 might be perfect fodder for a sitcom. Just picture it: a sweet-natured schizophrenic, two good-time guys who love to snuggle strangers and pee on the floor, and the prettiest, hissiest girl in town all live together. Hijinks ensue.
Here’s a confession: sometimes human beans can be selfish. Including this human bean. I had hoped that we’d get to enjoy the pure, unadulterated bliss of seeing all seven Greek kittens romp together in the lobby. But, in order for that to happen, the kittens couldn’t find their forever homes during their stint in Quarantine…and, […]
She’s not quite a T.S. Eliot cat (any dots? No). But who needs her own poem or rock-opera song when she can be the newest Tabby’s Place Community Cat?
Little Dave has no trouble making friends wherever he goes. As many of you know, Dave has been my foster son and traveling companion since October. Dave is always ready to climb into his heated cat carrier with the cozy fleece blanket, and take a ride to see all his friends at Tabby’s Place.
I love including cute photos of the cats I get to write about here on Felis Catus. But for reasons that will become immediately apparent, that’s not going to work with Dobro. So, I’m afraid his namesake guitars will have to suffice.