Archive: ‘Tabby’s Place’ Category
July 12th, 2018 [1 Comment]

Never just a doofus

by Angela

Meet Rufus.

He is what you would call a doofus — or, as they spell it in the land of his people, dufus.

But woe to the one who looks at Rufus and sees an uncomplicated dufus. Continue reading » » »

July 11th, 2018 [1 Comment]

Guest post: Talia’s Big Bang, Part I: When the Kitty Stork Comes Calling

by Sue M.

Oh, kittens, have we got a treat for you.

Starting today, you’re about to hear from one of the kindest, funniest, hugest-hearted human beings in Tabby’s Place volunteer history. Sue has fostered tumbles of kittens for Tabby’s Place, with all the glee and heartbreak such a labor of love brings. But even in a sea of sweetness, some litters stand out.

It’s time for you to meet Talia and her tiny treasures.

And it’s time for me to shuddup. – Angela Continue reading » » »

July 6th, 2018 [1 Comment]

Epilogues: June 2018

by Angela

The strawberry moon has hopped back into its hidey hole.

The Jurassic Park/World/Money franchise has handed over its latest.

The magical month of June has jaunted off for another year. Continue reading » » »

July 5th, 2018 [1 Comment]

Tara Talk guest post: THE ONE

by Angela

Sometimes there is news so momentous…happenings so humongous…events so earth-shaking…

…only a summer blockbuster can properly tell the tale.

Today’s post concerns a colossus of the cat, about to begin the biggest bonanza of his life. Accordingly, we have Spielberg, Cameron and Bigelow on the phone (plus Tim Burton, just in case we wanna get weird).

But until the cameras start rolling, Tara‘s terrific talk will tell the tale. Buckle up, kittens, it’s the biggest brand of breaking news… Continue reading » » »

June 28th, 2018 [1 Comment]

Needs keep needin’

by Angela

Yesterday’s puzzler of a post has followed up on itself.

Reality, that pesky giant gnat, insists that it can’t be bottled up on a blog. Continue reading » » »

June 27th, 2018 [1 Comment]

Unpuzzling the neighborhood

by Angela

We live in puzzling times.

The cold and the cruelty and the chasms between us have never seemed so huge; hugs and grace and generosity of spirit have never seemed so scarce.

Until, that is, we look closer. Nearer. Smaller. Continue reading » » »