The lovers
I want to tell you about the lovers. I do not mean the cats, although they love without calculation.
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I want to tell you about the lovers. I do not mean the cats, although they love without calculation.
People forget that sweets were once only slightly sweet and not cloying. People forget that bug-song can be as beautiful as birdsong. People forget to stop and listen to the sound of the world, to catch a soft scene on the breeze, to breathe. Cats remember. Human habits are built around all that we must […]
I look at Rocky, as he sits on my feet while I am on the toilet, and I know he is going to leave me. That’s it. That’s the bottom line. Rocky, supported by donations, is one of the thousands of cats that have and still do receive support through The Linda Fund. It is a […]
Tucker sees lymphoma and laughs, “I’m gonna run you over like a Fanta can!” Tucker sees orange cones and yells “bowling party!” Tucker sees “Road Work” signs and sings, “more time in the car to listen to Willie Nelson! WINNING!”
She did not write with fine point pens. She did not dress in age-appropriate beige. She will not let the colors fade.
There is a time to whisper, and a time to holler. A time for the minuet, and a time for a hootenanny. A time to be discreet, and a time to Echo.
There must be some hidden hoard of helium in the walls of Tabby’s Place. How else to explain the ups and downs of August, our hearts bobbing like airships?
We can’t control it. Cats can’t control it. “Control” is a comedic concept at times like these. The typhoon tickles itself, bursting into laughter. The tidal wave breaks the news, and it is more wonderful than our plans. Poncey and Andy get adopted together, and we’re surprised to find ourselves surprised.
In the kitchen at Tabby’s Place, there is a stack of very important, meticulously cleaned and stored items that are designed for the sole purpose of service to the cats’ (just like everything at the sanctuary). These particular items are the blue trays. The blue trays are used to deliver all-important meals to very, very, […]
We get more than we pay for at Tabby’s Place. But some days, we wish the price was not so high.