Far be it from us to call a cat a turkey. But, hypothetically, if we had to assign a Tabby’s Place resident that title, Anka would be the winner. We want you to win, too. We want you to break our hearts. We want you to adopt Anka.
Caring for cats in a sanctuary requires more than just feeding, no matter what the cats may say. Grooming the cats at the Place of all places, that is to say Tabby’s Place, is important for their hygiene and for nourishing connections.
Although none of them were yet born when it was released, the Tabby’s Place cats have made Outkast’s “Hey Ya!” their solemn anthem. Specifically: “Now I want to see y’all on y’all baddest behavior.”
Reality TV is overrated. Too many people, not enough cats. That’s where Tabby’s Place comes in.
High self-monitoring is a strategy for humans negotiating social interactions. It is not a cat thing, especially not for Tabby’s Place cats who wear the orange collars that are basically caution signs.
There have been many father figures at Tabby’s Place. But there has only ever been one Poppa. Maybe two.
Looking to add a little sweetness to your life? Look no further than Tabby’s Place.
Some of the cats at Tabby’s Place behave exactly as we’d expect for their ages. Others? Not so much.
Any one day has a way of being something different for all beings. For cats, such days can be wrapped in delicately smoked trout on crunchy crackers, or they can be whipped into a frenzy of furtive, furry activity.
We’ve been awaiting you. We’ve been preparing for days. Can you smell the heavenly aroma?