Dear Bacon Supporters, On New Year’s Day Tabby’s Place is down to a skeleton crew of employees and volunteers. Most volunteers have arrived extra early, and I’ve arrived earlier than that, wanting to spend some extra time with Bacon. I unzip his house and peek in. He’s sitting there, rather contentedly, and I assume he’s […]

Dear Bacon Sponsors, When I arrived to see Bacon today, quite by accident I arrived smack in the middle of when his suite was being cleaned. It looks in perfect order. The floor is swept. The litter box sparkles. The food bowl is full. The woman who is cleaning his suite is not there at […]

Dear Supporters of Bacon, When I arrive to see Bacon this morning, I’m again struck by all the signs of warning on the door leading into the Medical Office where he lives. Because of Bacon’s unique medical condition, he is better off if he can stay calm. A nice, quiet environment is his best friend. […]

Dear Supporters of Bacon, There’s an old saying—things never stay the same.  I actually first heard the news that Bacon is moving—from one suite to another, that is—when I read it on Facebook. Bacon is no longer going to be sharing a suite with Lornadoone in the Sanctuary Associate Office. My first reaction is—this is […]

Dear Supporters of Bacon, I must have missed the memo, but when I arrive at Tabby’s Place, eager to see Bacon, he lets me know as soon as I arrive that he is on strike. What does that mean? “I’m staying indoors today,” he announces. “A bit under the weather.” Now, we’ve all been there. […]