Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Real Housecats of NJ
Reality TV is overrated. Too many people, not enough cats. That’s where Tabby’s Place comes in.
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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?
Being transiently ill is quite unpleasant. (Major respect to those with chronic, long-term conditions). But, as with all things in this world, nothing lasts forever.
Bear with me a moment, please. I’m trying to wrap my mind around an idea. I asked for it. Literally. Only, what to do with it now that I have been thusly gifted, from my spouse’s own lips, with “Space Cats?”
The pumpkins are fat. The skeletons are thin. The cats’ patience is wearing thinner. The cats are wearing clothes.