Brownie arrived at Tabby’s Place over 2,000 cats ago. He was adopted, but he recently boomeranged (came back).
There are two truths no casual observer will catch. One: Cats are proof that our universe is governed by love. Two: Every living creature is creative. Even you. Even Pegasus.
No. It’s too tempting. I am strong enough to resist. I am not going to write about Cinco de Meow. I am not going to write about Cinco de Meow. I am not going to … unless Juel asks me to.
Saving cats calls for courage. We do not give up on any life. We love with all our strength. But sometimes, we get very sad and very tired. We feel tiny. At times like this, we need someone “little” to remind us why we’re here.
Hang around Tabby’s Place, and you’ll hear peculiar things. “I need to squeeze six bladders before lunch.” “Half a salamander was found in Solarium B.” “We have a hostage situation in the back hallway. Hazey has the entire Junior Honor Society cornered. Negotiations have failed.” But there are three words you will never hear at […]
Last summer, Tabby’s Place had the honor of rescuing graceful grey cats. Many graceful grey cats. Yet despite the family resemblance, each was one of a kind. Today, we are grieving the one and only Popples.
It was not a pumpkin-shaped golden carriage that brought a cinder-colored cat to Tabby’s Place a short time ago.
We are not living in a movie. We are living in life, which is better. But sometimes, we still cast characters. Lina hopes we will grow out of this.
The cats have many reasons to call us dingbats, dunderheads, and hairy turnips. For instance: We have the technology to install a fountain of mozzarella in the lobby, but we don’t. We deplete our beef nugget budget to buy “lint rollers,” which we then deploy to remove fur that (a) was placed with great intention […]
When you love like Lola loved, you are larger than life. When you live like Lola lived, you don’t leave anyone feeling small. But when you leave us, we can’t imagine life without you.