Hear ye, hear ye: Petfinder.com has dubbed today (August 12th) Adopt-a-Less-Adoptable-Pet Day. If you ask us at Tabby’s Place, nobody’s unadoptable, and every day is adoption day. Nevertheless, I love that Petfinder is shining the spotlight on the underdogs (and, especially, undercats) today.
I love hearing from people who love cats. I love hearing about their cats, about the cats who first made them love cats, about how cat-loving and being-loved-by-cats has changed their lives, and about how they love the Tabby’s Place cats. But one of the best kinds of cat-loving e-mails to grace my inbox is […]
We knew it wouldn’t take long. But already? Oh, Paco & Ashes, we hardly knew thee!
Whenever one of us would say Zatarain‘s name “normally,” the same way you might say “river” or “house,” Denise would gently correct us by saying it the right way: “Zaaaaa-ta-raaaain!” Yes, this little cutie is named for the rice, ”a New Orleans tradition since 1889.” Since being born 120 years after his namesake rice, Zatarain has […]
When it comes to questions fielded at Tabby’s Place, right up there with “don’t the cats fight?” and “how do you not adopt them all yourselves?” is this one: “Where do you come up with all of those names?” Ah, there are as many answers to that question as there are quirks among the Tabby’s […]
In case the written word doesn’t quite capture my tone, my use of the word unadoptable is entirely ironic. Except for the fact that, so far, it’s been weirdly accurate for one of the most outrageously “adoptable” kittens I’ve ever seen.
It’s always hard to lose a furry loved one. But some losses are harder than others and tend to haunt one forever. I think poor little Marlee may be one of those, even thought she was only with us for a week.
Cats & rats go together like, well, soup and salad (rats playing the role of both courses :-). Cats have been prized as rat-catchers on farms for many centuries. And, it is widely believed that the persecution of cats that began in the Dark Ages allowed the rat population in Europe to grow uncontrolled and led […]
My brain almost exploded when attempting to come up with the title for this post. The number of ideas involving cats and Kentucky was higher than the national debt, so, ultimately, I just had to pick the one that tells the story. And “Southern hospitality” is very much the shape of the story.
Which Tabby’s Place cat do you think has the most passionate following among our volunteers? Gregarious Fuzzy? The irrepressible Mittens? Snuggle-bug Cali? Or our famous tabby teenager, Tashi? How about a cat who (a) hisses and spits if you get too close to him, (b) poops in terror if you really get too close and […]