Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: The Belly Boys
Cats defy logic. Cats also defy reason. That is probably why a few cats at Tabby’s Place insist on breaking the rules about the non-touchability of bellies. These are the few, the proud, The Belly Boys.
Cats defy logic. Cats also defy reason. That is probably why a few cats at Tabby’s Place insist on breaking the rules about the non-touchability of bellies. These are the few, the proud, The Belly Boys.
He was 7-Up, not Chardonnay. He was a tie-dyed RV, not an Aston Martin. He was Foosball, not figure skating; Cartoon Network, not CNBC; flannel, not cashmere. So, how our most casual, comfortable cat get a title and a tuxedo? Simple: Mr. Man always had a sense of occasion.
When you are a feral cat, you rely on yourself. You walk the Earth with strength and dignity. Yet the day may come when you cease to walk alone. Just ask Pisa.
A mustache may be a good disguise if you are hiding from the paparazzi. But nothing could hide Mr. Mustache from the power of love.
In the landscape of the heart, you rarely know when you are entering a valley. There are no billboards shouting, “Now Entering One Of The Saddest Months Of Your Life!” Perhaps this is for the best.
You may have heard the unfortunate incident of the Three Little Pigs. Apparently the only fairy tale sponsored by Home Depot, the story details what happens when swine choose inferior building materials. Unexpected guests drop by, and the only thing on hand to serve them is a BLT. The moral of the story: if you […]
Following on the heels of April Fools’ Day, this is a foolish offering to the Tabby’s Place family that will hopefully bring smiles.
Her name was spelled “wrong.” Her little brown-bear body had a few extra needs. And everything, absolutely everything, about Boobalah was perfect.
Tolstoy seemed lonely when his companion cat, Mandy, passed away. Tolstoy’s human, Alice, started an online search to find Tolstoy a new companion. “Tolstoy would run over and practically knock my computer down trying to see the other cats,” said Alice.
Never underestimate a hospice cat. He can blur the lines of “caregiver” and “patient.” He can wear his crumpled ears like a crown of marigolds. He can soften hard days like the morning dew.