Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Malora and the Ragamuffins
Since Malora came to Tabby’s Place in October 2021, she has found and lost love. She has found and lost favorite spaces to curl up in.
Since Malora came to Tabby’s Place in October 2021, she has found and lost love. She has found and lost favorite spaces to curl up in.
When we are children, we do our own stunts. We tell our parents we want nuggets, not broccoli. We tell a stranger with a white polyester beard that we want dinosaurs. We are brave. We say what we want. Then we grow up and get scared. Well, this holiday season, I am channeling my inner […]
This might not be apparent to the naked eye, but Tabby’s Place offers a doctoral program in mathematics. Take it from a naked guy with stars in his eyes.
Marco, little marzipan cat, are you a dream? Your blue eyes have seen war, but your heart is as open as the sky. You are in the fight of your life, but you trade armor for trust.
What shall we say of Coconut? She is too young for pina coladas, although she will probably get carded all her life. She bears little resemblance to the Hostess confection, although pink is her color. She has not been shredded, although life’s teeth certainly tried.
Every cat at Tabby’s Place is an expert. We are packed to the gills with authorities, on topics ranging from parmigiana to campaign finance reform. But there are experts, there are authorities, and then there are scholars.
Editor’s note: This is the second in a series of posts in which we hand you our holiday wish list and stare into your eyes until you are uncomfortable. Hopefully, uncomfortable enough to give us what we ask. I am once again asking you to break our hearts.
“Is Murdock friendly? Can I move him to another crate for cleaning?” “Oh, yeah, as long as you aren’t trying to express his bowel, he’s fine.”
Today is the day. The world is waiting, breathless, to see what we will decide. We may not know the outcome by the time we go to sleep. Only history can tell if we chose wisely. History, and Olive.
“His name is Mister Man. He is twelve years old and has diarrhea.” Is this any way to get introduced at a dinner party?