Ruby banishes the stinky boys
Ruby won. This is the only valid explanation for what went down in the Lounge.
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Ruby won. This is the only valid explanation for what went down in the Lounge.
Everybody needs a comfort buddy. At Tabby’s Place, thanks to the Comfort Buddies volunteer socializer program, these abound.
An artist creates from the overflow of his soul, not the expectation of applause. But, golly, it’s fun when folks admire your stuff. Just ask Vincent and Vincent.
We have many ways to describe a short-tempered cat. They are zesty and sassy, carbonated and opinionated. They are curmudgeonly and persnickety and assertive and Olive. You can call them cayenne or jalapeno or gingery or spicy. But it turns out you can’t call them Spicey.
Was he just too small to make it? Were we just too small to save him? Or is love larger than the questions grief can’t answer?
Cats smile, just not with their mouths. And, Heidi grins with her entire body.
Losing your person may feel like the meanest misfortune. But if there’s a four-leaf clover in your carrier, something greater than luck carried you here.
A toucan can be a spokesbird for Froot Loops. A parrot can recite the lyrics to “Margaritaville.” But it takes a Macaw to speak the full truth.
A five-week-old kitten is not flashy, gaudy, or “big” by any measure. She does not command an army or summon the sunrise. She is as humble as a molecule and as shy as the night’s first star. But the smallest speck of light builds the entire universe.