Someone once said that it takes a village to raise a child. My aunts and uncles say it takes at least 7 spices to make real tomato sauce.
And at Tabby’s Place, we’re well aware: it takes a lot of loving human beans to save the cats.
Never was that truer than this summer. Not to mince words, it’s been an extremely expensive season. I’d like to tell you that it’s due to Webster‘s taste for caviar and Cecille’s shopping sprees at Louis Vuitton…but when it comes to cat costs, it’s all about the medical stuff.
It’s almost a shame we don’t have an awards ceremony. It could be Oscars-classy, or MTV VMAs-snarky, but it would be fitting to celebrate 2011’s Most Expensive Cats in style. (And, it would give Cecille an opportunity to show off her Louis Vuitton threads, too. Well, if she wore clothes, that is. But I digress.)
Ike. Ivan. Queen. Kittens (and kittens and kittens). If they had to write essays on “What I Did This Summer,” the stories would be fearfully similar: “I got a whole heckuva lotta sick. I almost died. But, one hundred jillion dollars (and nine hundred jillion prayers) later, I’m back and better than ever.” It’s been a wild whirlwind of death-dodging and triumphant recoveries – and Tabby’s Place could not steer cats through this passage alone. We thank everyone who loves our cats. And, today, we tip our hats to the generous powerhouse that is the ASPCA.
Click on over here to see just how spectacular the ASPCA has been to 2011’s neediest cats, and I think you’ll join me in crowing ASPC-yay. OK, that was supremely nerdy. But, in this case, even Cecille will forgive me. 😉
Team ASPCA, we love you, we thank you, and we lift high the triumphantly healthy cats you’ve helped save in a furry toast to your generosity. Yay indeed.