Dearest Abalone, I’ve spent a week typing and deleting this post. My eyes all too frequently filling with tears, I tell myself I’ll try the next day. Between the ache of losing you and the knowledge I may have let myself get too attached, I’m filled with worries.
When your face matches your feelings, you’re quite a coherent creature. Polly‘s matching mug and musings will serve her well on her World Pollification Tour.
You may be a Kit Kat kid. You might be a Reese’s rascal. You could be a Good & Plenty guy or a Whatchamacalit woman. You may even be a Goobers goober. Whatever your confection of choice,* Tabby’s Place has your treats taken care of. You just have to join us this Saturday, October 13th.
It’s been too long since we heard from longtime Tabby’s Place volunteer Larry on this blog. But make no mistake; he’s been as busy as ever, delivering love and lunch to the Tabby’s Place TNR cats when he’s not lavishing kitties with tenderness here at the sanctuary. Today, Larry has a special delivery of heartfelt […]
We interrupt your regularly-scheduled programming with Breaking News. YOU HIT THE LINDA FUND GOAL.
It’s the Feast Day of St. Francis of Assisi. It’s the eve of Tabby’s Place’s 15th anniversary. I’ll let my words be few.
How can we thank you enough, when your love is too lavish for words? How can we thank you properly, when your passion for the cats has burst all bounds to save the fading and strengthen the weak?
Have you ever wished you spoke Cat? I have for a long time, but never so much as lately.
I don’t know about you, kittens, but I’m at the breaking point. Breaking news. Shattering stories. From every screen, every speaker, it just…keeps…shouting. Some of it is news. Some of it is smoke. All of it is exhausting. It’s time we said “ENOUGH YET ALREADY!” and broke some news of our own.
There are dreams too deep to tell. There are tales too large for words. This is not one of those stories.