Fathom the fat
Winter straggles, and we sigh. But into the bony bramble comes a plump promise. Into the wizened cold comes one purple-green day. Into our leanest moment comes the largesse of cats. The largest cats.
Winter straggles, and we sigh. But into the bony bramble comes a plump promise. Into the wizened cold comes one purple-green day. Into our leanest moment comes the largesse of cats. The largest cats.
Unless we love, we don’t know who we are. In fact, unless we love, we don’t get to become who we are. Fortunately, Tabby’s Place gives us the most becoming opportunities. Hourly.
Biscuit-brained editor’s note: I can’t keep up with you, cats. I write these bonkers blogs well in advance, thinking I’m being diligent, thinking I’m providing for our readers in the likely event I am kidnapped by pirates, thinking with my heart that can’t stop overflowing. And then the cats get adopted and adopted and adopted. […]
Admit it. You talk to cats. I know you talk to cats because you’re reading this. I talk to cats too. A lot. After all, there are a lot of cats to chat with at Tabby’s Place (sponsorships come with regular updates too). Here are some recent conversations that might remind you of chats that […]
While Tabby’s Place celebrates the triumph of every successful adoption, we also know the heartache of loss for those who spend their years (or even just weeks and months) with us. Each cat who finds their way to our sanctuary is ours – truly and deeply ours, no matter the circumstances. We lament their pain, […]
Here’s a Valentine’s message for Hallmark to consider: Your friends need to see you suffer. XOXOXOXO! Watch out, Tabby’s Place. Clearly your Development Director has a second career as a greeting card writer.
Once or twice in each generation, a champion is born. She may be meek or wild. He may be golden or homely. They may never be recognized for their sacrifices. They will always face the Champion’s Choice.
The difference between cats and the rest of us is that we forget what’s inside of us. At best, we think of ourselves as oranges, fragile skin around sweetness. Mostly, we think of ourselves as piñatas, not sure what lies within until the hour hits us. We hope we’re more than a momentary sugar rush. […]
Beloved Tabby’s Place family, Even in a week of cosmic sorrow, nothing compares to this goodbye. Rose was, is, and will ever be the blooming heart of Tabby’s Place. Our garden is ragged with grief today. To honor all that Rose means to us, we’ll be sending her off in two parts. We begin with […]
Moving an entire mountain is, as far as we can tell, an impossibility. At the least, it is an improbability so extreme as to be essentially impossible. That is to say, it is impossible on a human scale (We could ask the cats about enlisting the mothership!). Plate tectonics and erosion are very good at […]